Dragon's Lair (Wind Dragons MC #1)(19)

He hides his face into the pillow. “I lost my temper,” he says, words muffled.

“Yeah, I got that.”

He sits up, the sheet falling and showing off his muscled chest and abs. Fuck—those abs. Perfectly sculptured and ripped. Yum.

“You like what you see?” he asks, his voice a low rumble.

“You know I do,” I reply, pointing to my stomach. He laughs and slides closer to me, resting his head on my lap. When he kisses my stomach, my breath hitches.

“I think it’s a boy,” he announces, his eyes alight with pride.

“Why do you think that?” I ask him.

He shrugs. “Someone once told me that when a woman is pregnant with a girl, her beauty fades slightly. That sure as hell isn’t happening to you.”

Wow. Did he just say that?

“So what does a boy do then?” I ask, clearing my throat.

“A boy takes your energy,” he says.

“Definitely a boy, then,” I mutter, rolling my eyes. “We should call him Sirius.”

He makes a face. “Why would we do that?”

“Your last name is Black!”

“And?”

“And? Sirius Black! From Harry Potter!” I say, getting excited.

He pauses. “Yeah. We’re not doing that.”

“Fine,” I pout.

“Did you f*ck him?” he suddenly asks.

“Did you f*ck her?” I counter, gripping onto my towel so it doesn’t drop.

“Who?” he asks, frowning.

“Allie.”

“You know I didn’t,” he replies in a gentle tone.

“I didn’t either.”

“Good,” he replies, getting out of bed and into the bathroom. “Saves me from kicking my brother’s ass.”

Good? I seriously don’t get this guy. When he comes back out, I’m dressed and ready to take on the day.

“I’m going to work, I’ll be home by about five,” he says, dropping his towel to the floor. I stare at his naked back, at his perfect ass, as he bends to his drawer to get out his clothes.

“Umm Dex…”

“Yes?”

“I think we need to establish some boundaries,” I say hesitantly, my gaze now on the dragon tattoo on his back.

“How so?” he asks, his voice sounding amused.

“You’re standing there. Naked,” I say, enunciating each word.

“I know,” he says, pulling on a pair of jeans with no underwear. Does he always go commando?

Concentrate Faye!

“Well I don’t know, doesn’t it seem weird to you? We aren’t together and…” I trail off.

“Do you need to label it?” he asks, lifting his arms to slide on a skin tight white t-shirt.

Did I need to label it? I realize that yes, I do.

“Yes, I think I do,” I blurt out.

He faces me. “Friends that are going to raise a baby together?”

Friends?

“Is that what you want?” I ask in soft voice.

“For now, I think that’s all I can offer right now babe,” he says, looking regretful for a moment before his expression goes hard. Does he want something more between us? Is it because of Eric?

“Right, okay.”

“Will you be okay here? I’ll send one of the prospects with some lunch for you,” he says. He walks towards me, leans down, and kisses me on my forehead. “Bear with me babe, please.”

What does he mean, bear with him? Before I can ask he walks out of the room.





Chapter Ten





“It’s called a cut not a vest,” the prospect says, laughing at me. His name is Vinnie, and he is my age. Too young to be living this life, if you ask me, but no one did so I keep my big ass mouth shut.

“A cut then,” I say, rolling my eyes at him. The Wind Dragons’ cuts are awesome. The back has Wind Dragons on top, the badass dragon picture in the middle, and their location under it.

“No you can’t get your own cut,” he says, shaking his head at me. “Why don’t you ask Sin?” His tone tells me Sin is going to tell me to go right to hell.

I nod sagely. “I think I will ask him.”

I finish eating the chicken salad he brought me for lunch, thanking him once more. “Do you have to leave right now?” I ask him, pouting my lip out a little bit.

I’m bored.

So damn bored.

He runs a hand over his shaved head. “Sorry Faye, I gotta get back to something.”

I perk up. “What is it?”

He pats me on the head. “Learn not to ask, trust me on that.”

“I’m a law student. I’m naturally inquisitive.” Okay it’s more than that. I’m nosy and like to know everything.

“Curb that inquisition,” he suggests, giving me a salute and then walking out. I puff out a breath, stand up, and walk into the game room. After playing a game of pool with myself, I take my pregnancy vitamins then grab my e-reader and walk out back. Today is a good day because I didn’t throw up. Maybe it’s the end of my morning sickness. Once I’m comfortable on one of the outdoor chairs I pull out my phone and send Dex a text.