Raging Heart On (Lucas Brothers #2)(69)

“White,” she whispers, but before she can let her mind be ruled with fear, I slide my dick down the slick, cream-coated path to her * and plunge inside of her. “White!” she calls out louder this time as I sink up to my balls inside of her.

“Hold on, sweetheart. This is going to be a hard ride,” I warn her, and then make good on that promise.





CHAPTER 53


KAYLA




“Mom, I thought I told you I’m not drinking this crap!” White says from beside me.

We’re sitting at the breakfast table eating and White is staring down at another one of Ida Sue’s “healthy” shakes. This one is green with a touch of brown and it smells like a skunk. The place is relatively quiet today. Petal hasn’t been home in two days and Green is on the road. That leaves Jansen, who is sick in bed with the flu, and Cyan, who isn’t himself and left the same minute White and I came into the kitchen. He kissed me on the forehead and just disappeared. I’m more than a little worried about him, but when I asked White about it, he just shrugged.

“You need it. I haven’t been told you and Kayla have made me a grandbaby yet and until that happens you need all the help you can get, White Hall. Now drink up.”

“What kind of crap is in it this time?”

“Never you mind. Just drink.”

“It smells like roasted ass.”

“Roasted ass? Really?” I ask White, shaking my head. In hindsight, I probably shouldn’t have because he moves the glass under my nose and I have to agree. “Well, at least you seem fond of asses,” I murmur to him.

“My woman has jokes,” he whispers back, capturing my lips in a quick kiss that manages to make my pulse go crazy and heat rise in my face.

“Love you, Buttercup,” he whispers, our foreheads pressed together. My breath lodges in my throat long enough for my heart to fill to the point where it might burst.

“Love you too,” I whisper.

“It’s about damn time!” Black comes in. White and I pull apart and I instantly miss him.

“Look what the cat dragged in,” White grumbles, looking at me with a wink.

“Shut it, old man,” Black growls, sitting down beside me. He wraps his arm easily around my back, pulling me away from White and into him.

“You do realize that you’re not that much younger brother?”

“Age is a number. I’m much more active than you, not to mention sexier and better in bed,” Black says with a wink. I shake my head and I’d probably move away from him, but I don’t get the chance; White is already pulling me back into him and sending Black the evil eye.

“They say you get delusional with age. Guess you just started early,” White grumbles.

“Fuck you,” Black laughs good-naturedly.

“Language. You don’t have a kiss for your Momma?” Ida Sue asks.

“White’s fault, Momma. He drives me to cussing,” Black says and leans up to kiss Ida Sue’s cheek when she bends down.

“Want some breakfast?”

“Nah, just coffee. I got a meeting with the mayor in about an hour. I can’t afford to be late.”

“You need to eat better or find a woman to take care of you. Lord knows you aren’t good at it on your own.”

“I keep trying to get Kayla here to leave my loser brother and run away with me, but the bastard won’t let her out of his sight.”

“Stay away from Kayla or that damn smile you like to flash all the ladies won’t be so pretty.”

“Love has made you a bitter man, brother. A bitter man.”

“Whatever,” White mumbles. “I’m going to go get our things together. Want to join me, Buttercup?”

“Kayla will be in after I show her the pretty things I got for CC’s baby shower.”

“She’s just had the baby. Isn’t it a little late for a baby shower, Mom?”

“Just never you mind. If she don’t have it now, then she’ll need it when she gets it.”

“Whatever that means. I’ll see you in a bit, Buttercup.”

“Okay, Sweetheart,” I tell him with a smile. I don’t know how it is possible, but right now everything feels perfect.

Ida Sue and Black keep me busy talking and going through all the various items that she’s gathered for CC and before I know it, I’ve been there over an hour. White and I were going to try and leave before now. He probably fell back asleep. He sure didn’t get any sleep last night.

“And what’s that blush for?” Black asks, and I look up to find him watching me.

“I don’t blush.”

“Kayla sweetheart, you blush more than any woman I’ve ever met.”

“Whatever, I’m going to go pack. White must have gotten lost.”

“He loves you, you know,” Black says and I feel like the wind has been knocked out of me. I stand up, wringing my hands together.

“I’m starting to believe it,” I tell him.

“Not every man is like that worthless stepfather you had, Kayla.”

At his words this time, real fear grips me. I look around to find that we’re alone. Ida Sue must have left when I was daydreaming about White.