Page 23 of Dominic
“Annie.” He groaned my name as he collapsed on top of me. His breathing was as ragged as mine and we lay there not moving. He was still firmly inside me. “So fuckin’ mine…”
Chapter Twelve
Dominic
“And then, I wrapped my arms around both Apple and Lemon and held on tight.” Ringo relayed the story of how he’d gotten the keys to his and Calista’s house the month before from the two sisters. Piston and Venus listened with equal expressions of amusement to Ringo’s retelling of the encounter. His gleeful exuberance amused me to no end. Especially since I knew he wouldn’t have the last word in this no matter how embarrassing he tried to make it for the twins. OK, so mostly he wanted to tell on Lemon. Still wasn’t going to end well for him.
We were at the new clubhouse in Riviera Beach. The club had a private beach adjacent to the property. Annie needed to get out of the compound and start to live as normal a life as she could considering she was going to be the old lady of Grim Road’s sergeant at arms. Which was to say, her life would never be “normal,” but the club was pulling together to help her settle in and we were all doing our best to show her how different her life was going to be. Everyone in this club had come together as a family and Annie was part of that family.
“Like, you hugged them or something?” Piston’s lips twitched, but he seemed to be doing his best to keep a straight face. Venus just shook her head.
“Yep. Totally did. Thought Lemon was gonna freak the fuck out.”
“Apple didn’t stab you?” Venus raised one pink eyebrow. She wasn’t smiling, but I could see the humor dancing in her eyes. Funny she hadn’t asked if it was Lemon.
“Well, I don’t think she was actually armed at the time, but that’s not the point.” Christ. Ringo was my enforcer and a fucking good enforcer, but sometimes, he was just a dumb fucking shit. Then I glanced down at Annie. She had a smile on her face and was paying rapt attention, eating up every single word Ringo uttered.
“What exactly is point?” Venus crossed her arms over her chest as she leaned casually against a tree.
“The point is Lemon did an icky dance. An actual icky dance. She shook out her hands like she had shit on them and did some fuckin’ little shimmy” -- whereupon Ringo demonstrated -- “and started whining about Ringo germs.”
Piston and Annie cracked up. Ringo looked supremely pleased with himself. Unfortunately for Ringo, Lemon had been approaching and saw the whole “icky dance” thing. She just happened to be on his blind side so Ringo didn’t see her. When she smacked him in the back of the head, Ringo flinched and ducked a little, wincing before whipping his head around to see who’d attacked him.
“The fuck, Lemon?” She held up her index and middle fingers, pointed from her eyes to Ringo, then kept on going without a word. Annie was now rolling in the sand laughing her ass off, and Piston was wiping tears from his eyes. Calista was next to Annie in the sand, laughing just as hard as the other two. “Way to throw a guy under the bus, Calista. You’re supposed to be on my side, not the hellion’s.”
“You’re my man, and I love you, Ringo, but you will never get the best of Lemon. I’m not sure why you try so hard.”
Ringo gave my daughter a disgruntled look. “Your daddy needs to catch up on all the spankings you missed out on as a child.”
Calista grinned up at him. “Tell you what, baby. If you’re good, I’ll letyouspank me.”
“Oh, no you don’t,” I snapped. “No having kinky sex with my daughter. Which means no kinky sex for you at all since you can’t have sex with anyone other than my daughter, Ringo.” I thought about that for a second, then decided to add something. “In fact, you can’t have sex with my daughter since my daughter is too young to have sex, so no kinky sex at all. Ever.” I glared at my enforcer, daring him to try and get out of this one. “You’re just shit the fuck outta luck on this one, you bastard.”
“Dad, I’m old enough to have sex.”
Ringo winked at me and I knew this whole thing had likely been staged for Annie’s benefit. Which had most likely been suggested by Calista. The two women were solidly fast friends now. In fact, every single woman in Grim Road had welcomed Annie into the fold. The club girls even stayed away from the catty behavior around her. Which might have been Lemon’s doing, but I’d noticed more than one of them sharing a laugh or smile with Annie. One or two had some serious conversations with her. Not of a mean nature, but I knew most of the women here had fled some pretty bad circumstances. While I didn’t like digging into anyone’s private lives, Crush and Byte fully investigated every single person we’d ever brought into our territory. They’d passed on pertinent information to me about everyone. At least one of the women had come from a cult as well.
“No sex.” I pinned Ringo with my fiercest stare.
“Wouldn’t think of it, boss.” Ringo had a shit-eating grin on his face. Probably because, despite what I was willing to admit, he was about to get laid if the look on Calista’s face was any indication.
Christ! My life!
“Where’s my littlechica?”
I turned to see Elena and Tito headed in our direction. Lemon was talking with Tito as she led them to us. When Elena saw Annie, her face lit up and she hurried to my woman. They embraced and began a spirited conversation in Spanish.
“You should be proud of that girl.” Tito greeted me with a smile and a warm handshake. “Elena says she’s close to fluent inEspañol. She learned quickly.”
“Venus says the same,” Piston offered as he reached for Tito’s hand. “Those ain’t the only two languages she’s learning either.”
I grinned at them. “Nope. Girl’s learning the most common ones. Seems to love languages.”
“She’ll be a good hidden asset.”
“Don’t plan on usin’ her as an asset, Piston.”
“Nope. I never planned on usin’ Venus either.”