“Everything’s cool. Winter was just pissed, because I knocked her up.”

15

“You goon.” Winter punched Viper’s shoulder again, crammed between Rider and him in the truck on the way back to her aunt’s house. “I can’t believe you did that.” She punched him again.

The Last Riders were riding behind the truck. They would leave them when they reached the clubhouse.

“You want my son to think I’m pussy-whipped before he’s even out of the womb?”

When she would have punched him again, he kissed her, making out with her until Rider stopped in the driveway.

Rider cleared his throat. “We’re here.”

Viper slid from the truck before helping her down.

“You can go back to the club. Send someone to watch them when I go to work in the morning.”

“Who do you want?”

“Anyone but Moon. Tell him he can have the day off.”

“I’ll take care of it. See you in the morning.”

“Later.”

As Viper was about to close the door, Rider said, “Take the morning off. I’ll keep everyone in check.”

Viper hesitated then nodded his head. “I may take you up on that offer. Don’t go crazy. Take it easy on them. I don’t want them to mutiny.”

He shut the door on Rider’s laughter.

Winter tucked herself under Viper’s arm. “He may finally be growing up.”

“Rider?”

“Yes.”

“Pretty girl, Rider is the most mature of us all. He’s smart enough to know he doesn’t want to deal with responsibility. He’s been there and done that, and he never wants to go there again.”

“Are we talking about the same man?” She was skeptical Rider even knew how to spell responsibility. “You sure you’re not talking about Train?” She hurried to unarm the alarm after they stepped through the door. Then she re-armed it when Viper locked the door.

“Woman, you’re going to start making me jealous if you keep bringing Train up.”

“Don’t blame me. You’re the one who made him my protector.” She giggled when he tried to tug her up the steps. “You go take a shower. I have to check on Aunt Shay.”

“Hurry.” He leaned over the banister to give her a lingering kiss.

“Don’t use all the hot water,” she warned him, going to her aunt’s bedroom.

The television was on, and so was the lamp by her bed. She had fallen asleep while doing a puzzle.

Winter picked up the television remote, turning it off. Closing the puzzle book, she placed it and the pencil on the nightstand before switching off the lamp.

“Winter?”

“It’s me. I was going to bed, so I turned everything off. Do you need anything?”

“No, thank you. Viper home yet?” Winter heard the small quiver in her voice.

“Yes, he’s taking a shower. Everything’s fine. We had a long talk,” she reassured her. “I took your advice.”

“That’s good.” Winter heard her getting more comfortable. “I hope you don’t make him wait a year to share your bed to make amends.”

“I won’t. Viper was only gone a few hours. I’ll only make him wait a day or two.”

“Winter, you’ll be in bed with that man before I’m asleep.”

“Aunt Shay…” Winter laughingly told her goodnight.

She was disappointed to see Viper had finished showering and was now running a towel across his wet hair.

“I saved you some hot water.”

“I won’t be long.”

Winter was going to take a shower, but decided to take a bubble bath, instead. After letting the tub fill with warm water, she carefully lowered her body in, relaxing in the heat.

Viper came into the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub. “I thought you were taking a shower?”

“I couldn’t resist. I love taking a bath, and you only have a walk-in shower.”

Viper took the bath sponge away from her, running it over her breasts. “Now I know why your breasts are getting bigger.”

“I think it’s still wishful thinking.” Winter laid her head back on the old-fashioned claw-footed tub. “This is heaven.” She lifted her lashes to see a frowning Viper. Reaching out, she smoothed the grooves on his forehead. “What’s that for?” It disappeared at her touch.

“Nothing.”

“Nuh-uh. From now on, you’re going to tell me when you’re worried about something.” She ran her hand over his tattooed shoulder.

“Okay, I was thinking about how beautiful you look.” Viper squeezed the sponge, letting droplets fall onto her nipples. “Your nipples are getting darker.”

This time, she was the one who was frowning as she stared down at her breasts.

“Don’t worry; I love chocolate. I love chocolate as much as I love strawberry.” He dipped the sponge in the water then placed it between her breasts, trailing it down to her belly.

He reached beside him for the body wash and squirted a large dollop on her chest. He swirled the sponge on her skin to her legs that were poking out of the water. He brought his finger to her belly, making grooves in the bubbles he had built there.

“What does that say?” She couldn’t read it upside down.

“It says Mine.” Then he drew a heart around the word.

It was such a beautiful moment between them. A tear escaped the corner of her eye.

“We’re both yours.” She curled her hand around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.

He licked the droplets of water off her lips before dipping his tongue into her mouth. Toying with her, not giving her a full-fledged kiss, he delved the sponge between her thighs, rubbing her. He used the sponge to play with her clit, not letting his fingers touch her.

“When did you become such a tease?” Winter tried clenching her thighs to capture his torturous hand. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, at last stopping that game of catch me if you can.

“I have to stay on my toes with you. You’re a very demanding wife.”

Her hand tightened on his neck. “I am not.”

Viper raised a mocking eyebrow.

“Maybe a little,” she admitted.

When he let the sponge float away, he finally touched her with his finger. She felt the jolt of her climax hit her, the muscles in her legs shaking from the suddenness.

“Woman, I need to give you relief more often. I usually have to work harder to make you come.”

Winter flicked the water on her fingertips at him. “Either that or you’ve been doing it wrong.” Grabbing the sides of the tub, she lifted herself out of the water.

Viper wrapped a towel around her then lifted her out and onto the bath rug. “Are you challenging me?”

“God, no. I haven’t recovered from your last sex marathon.”

His expression became crestfallen. Winter snickered, seeing that his cock was jutting out at her.

“My aunt said I should make you wait a year before I let you make love to me again.”

“Why did she say that?”

His skeptical look had her bursting out in giggles.