I was tempted to pick her up and carry her, but after standing with her still in my arms, she squirmed, and I knew better than to fight her on this time to learn to pick my battles, ones I like to win. This type of battle can wait for another day.
While she headed to the bathroom, I stripped down to my boxers, and looked around, this room was the same, but different, it felt lived in, warm and inviting, I had never thought much about my room, it was a place to sleep, when I could, it was Sticks and Cricket that put the small touches to it, and gifts over the years, that I barely noticed any longer, but today, I saw, every item, remembering where they came from.
The door to the bathroom opened, and a yawning Max came out, wearing something that had my boxers snug, I don’t know what girls call it. I looked at her from her bare feet, up her long, toned legs, to a small pair of soft-looking blue shorts, flat-toned stomach, the top she wore matched the blue shorts, to her slender neck, then her luscious lips, her sparkling eyes, that was staring at me, her head tilted to one side, as if contemplating her next move. Her hair was loose, flowing over her right shoulder. My mouth suddenly went dry, and I licked my lips in an effort to moisten them, but failed.
“Bathroom’s all yours.” She said, moving again, breaking the spell we were both frozen in.
I quickly used the bathroom, washing my face and brushing my teeth. I looked in the mirror, and what shocked me was that, for the first time, in a very long time, I didn’t see haunted eyes looking back at me. I saw eyes that were sparkling with the thought of our new journey. One thing I am looking forward to participating in, which doesn’t involve violence. Maybe my brother was right, I am going soft.
I returned, Max was already under the covers and her back to me, facing the window. I was hoping she would like the window side, so if anyone broke through that door, they would have to go through me first before reaching her. I chuckled to myself as I climbed into bed at how protective I had become of this little lady. In only two days, it was like she had always been in my bed.
I shuffled up behind her, and pulled her body the rest of the way to be flush against mine, she was already warm and toasty, and it felt so right to have her in my arms, my d**k reacted, like any red blooded male would, but I knew I wouldn’t do anything about that, I am not ready to try, and I doubt Max was ready yet either, I feel we need to grow as a couple first, plus I need her to admit that she was mine, and accept my claiming her. That was proving to be more complicated than I thought. Any of the women out there that came each week hoping to catch a guy would accept me, everyone but Max, and that was proving to be a challenge, and there was nothing more than a challenge that I enjoy the most, as frustrating as this particular challenge was going to be.
Max’s breathing slowed, and the body twitches I noticed she had when she first fought to find sleep, slowed to a stop, and her body went limp. I hadn’t waited for her to fall asleep; it just happened that way. Knowing she felt safe enough to fall asleep quickly said a lot about the woman; she was more trusting than she would admit, or she was exhausted beyond caring. I prefer the first.
Sleep found me, and woke to find I hadn’t had any dreams again.
This woman was a miracle worker, two nights in a row, and not nightmares, or it was because I had a woman in my arms, no that didn’t feel right, it was because she wasn’t pushing me for more than I was prepared to give, any more than I was receiving or pushing for more than she was ready to give.
Being a biker all my life, girls have never been a problem.
Mum once said my brother and I are what girls call a tall, cool drink of water. I’m not sure what that meant, but it sounded good when she said it. Dad was a brute, beat mum up all the time, that was until we stood up for her, when we got old enough to take him down together, he treated her right after that. Sadly, they are both out of our lives now, more or less raised by the club.
I was in the shower, washing my hair, when the toilet flushed and the water went cold. To say I screamed at the sudden shock would be an understatement.”
“Hey!!.” I yelled out as I jumped back to get away from the cold water.
Her head appeared through the shower door, and I was so surprised that she would do that that I forgot to think about the fact that I was standing there, in nothing but cold water and soap.
“Does flushing make the water go hot or cold?” She asked all innocent-like.
“Bloody cold,” I replied, standing up straight, her eyes tracking a large soap collecting from my shampoo until it reached my belly. Her eyes widened, and she suddenly looked me in the eye, shock on her face. Yep, I am that big, even when flaccid.
“Um, it was not intentional, sorry.” She looked scared. Did she think I would harm her?
“Do you want to join me? The waters are starting to warm back up.” Her eyes widened again, and her head disappeared.
“No? Thanks for the offer, I can wait for my turn. I will make us a coffee.” I heard the door close, and I sighed.
I should have grabbed her and pulled her in, my brain didn’t think fast enough, I was too shocked that she flushed, like all places I have been to, have that issue, maybe she did it deliberately to give me a surprise, well, she managed to do that, and look in on me, was a double shock.
Woman, I will never understand them.
She would still be screaming at me if I had done it to her.
I chuckled to myself at the thought.
Her pouty face and attitude, yeah, might do the same, and see how she would react, it was giving me a semi thinking about it.
Maxine POV
Waking up, because my bladder was bursting, I rushed to the bathroom and relieved myself. I didn’t think; I just flushed out of habit.
But his growling voice coming from the shower woke me completely up.
I looked inside.
Why did I do that?
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.