Ryan The Razorback MC Book 2

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RYAN'S POV:

She didn't say anything for a long time. And when she went to look through the clothes, I had brought for her, I saw her quickly hide the panties under a skirt and I laughed lightly.

"So... um, we share the bed?" She looked at it, and while I knew it wasn't the size bed she had at her house, it was a queen, and there was enough room for us to keep separate if that is what she wanted.

"Yeah. And the bathroom, and the closet." I moved to open it, and she made a little noise when she saw her shirts were already hanging up and I turned, and she nodded slowly.

"Thank you for hanging those." She said and she looked up at me through her lashes and I saw her entire face bloom with pink and then red as her eyes widen a bit. "Your sister is making dinner? Do you think she needs help?" She turned to go to the door, and I watched her hurry a bit.

"No... She likes to cook for the guys who stay here. It's her usual thing. She and Jackie made Christmas dinner and since then she likes to come over every other day and cook and make sure we all eat." I told her and she bit her lip and looked around before going right to the other end of the room, away from me, all over again.

I followed her slowly, moving to block the door so she didn't scamper off without talking to me. I wanted to know how she was dealing with things after this morning.

"So... we eat, and then what?" She gulped and looked towards the bed very quickly and then the shower and I had an image of her soaping up her body in the shower while I watched from the bed. Her little tease would rile me up and we would end up in bed doing lots and lots of activities. But first... I should give her an out.

"Then you can finish anything you need since you brought papers from the school here." I saw her eyes shift down, like she was disappointed, and I moved closer to her and she looked up. "Or we could do something else."

"Like what?" She blinked up at me and I just smirked. Yeah.... seeing her all soapy in the shower would be a good way to start things.

"You tell me schoolteacher." I backed up and looked at her things on the bed still and I moved to take it odd. "Which side do you sleep on?" It didn't really matter, I would be closest to the door, and she would be tucked against the wall.

"I usually end up in the middle." She mumbled and I nodded slowly, and she looked at the bed, and then up at me. "I don't know if I snore... or kick in my sleep."

"I'm sure I will be just fine." I told her and she bit her lip. That made me think. How did she not know what happened when she slept next to a man? She must have had a whole lot of men when she was in college, and whenever she wanted now.

"Do you snore?" She asked and I saw her fingers come together, she picked at her nails as she looked at me and I just laughed lightly. "I don't mind. When I was a kid my brother would snore because it just came with his accident stuff so I can sleep through it." She was rambling again, and I stepped close, my body grazed hers and I saw the way her breath hitched, and I just wanted to take her into my arms and kiss her. Her tongue swept over her lower lip and she looked from my eyes to my mouth and I started to lean in before I heard the bull horn and she jumped hard.

"It's okay. That just means dinner is ready. My sister thinks it's funny." I told her and she nodded and shook her head like she was shaking off some thoughts going through her head.

"I guess we should both go and eat." She licked her lips and made sure to push them together, and I knew whatever was about to happen, was put on the back burner.

"How are you feeling after this morning?" I asked and she sighed and looked up at me.

"Upset about my house, scared every time I think about it too long... but with you, and with Avery at the school, I feel safe." Good. She was safe, and I am glad she knew that. No one was going to get through our f*****g door and get to her, and she wasn't going anywhere without someone near her.

NOELLE'S POV:

Ryan led the way downstairs, and I saw a couple people I had been introduced to before, and then a guy walked in, called Ryan's name and waited. He looked like he had been under a house or making something out of wood.

Ryan walked over, and I was left standing near the kitchen. I didn't want to get food when some of the guys were basically hovering over the pans, and bowls of sides. I just waited, and before too long I felt someone touch my side and I turned and saw Avery. "You okay?"

"Yeah, just waiting." I told him and he laughed.

"Get your food, come on." He pushed me slightly and I looked back and over to Ryan before he was completely out of sight and he looked towards me and nodded his head. I made a plate for myself, and for Ryan before staying back in the kitchen so he didn't make himself one of the leftovers.

Most of the guys dispersed when the food got low, Avery and a couple guys were standing and eating, and I just stood there. Before too long Ryan strode through the door, still talking with the guy with stuff all over him and I waited for him to look at me so I could offer the plate out.

He grabbed his own plate and I bit my lip and walked closer, putting the full plate in front of him before he could use it. He looked at it before up at me. "I made it when all the guys were still in here. Didn't want you to get the leftovers." I gulped, and suddenly his eyes took on a heated look and he leaned into me and I took a deep breath, he almost kissed me up in his room, and now he was going to do it here.

I waited, my eyes getting ready to close just by how close he was getting, but then I heard a throat clear and I opened my eyes wide and saw Ryan clench his jaw hard.

"Sorry, I am just hungry after all the stuff I've done today." The guy he had been talking to tried to reach for the food around Ryan and me.

"This is Bellamy. He is helping fix your house."

"Oh. How much do you think it is going to cost?" I asked right away, and Ryan laughed, and I just looked from him to Bellamy.

"I got most of the damage taken down, I will start to rebuild the front of the house-"

"It needs to be rebuilt?" I looked to the other end of the room and thought about the entire front of my house in pieces and torn apart.

"Yes. The bullets went through the studs holding the entire front of the house up." Bellamy looked from Ryan to me before I heard his stomach growl loudly.

"You don't have to tell me more. Please eat." I backed off and I felt Ryan's hand take the small of my back and he held me to his side. "Give the me the invoices or anything like that when you can." I added before I could be steered away by Ryan.

The guy looked up, amused and then looked to Ryan. "It's taken care of."

"No. It's my house, I will pay." I told him and he looked down, dismissing the conversation as Ryan's hand tightened on my sides. He took me through the room that was filled with guys eating, and instead of trying to join them he pushed me along, walking past the stairs we went up to get to his room and then he opened a door and I saw a desk inside the room with a lot of papers and a snake sculpture that looked to be striking something.

"You're not paying for your house." He told me and I just looked up at him and he walked around to get a chair for me to sit down in. I looked at the desk and even though I knew it was fake, the fangs were out, and it looked creepy.

"Why am I not paying for my own house?"

"Because we are going to make the fucker who actually shot your house up pay. It won't take long. And for now, Bell is using the credit cards for the shop, the construction and then bars we own to fix it all. Once we find who the f**k is dealing, we will get the money back."

"But what if they don't give you money. I think that would be ridiculous." I shook my head and kept my plate on my lap as Ryan laughed and started to eat on his desk. "Why are we in here?" I asked looking around the room. It had a couple things on the walls, mostly pictures.

"I would rather hear you talk than 15 guys shouting over the table in the other room." He told me and I bit my lip as I tried to eat so I didn't get all messy.

"What is this room?" I asked just before I took a bite of the chicken in my mouth.

"This is my office. I get the legers, the profits, the order lists, and I look through them in here." He told me and I just nodded slowly and looked around.

"It's kind of empty in here." I told him and he smirked.

"That is because I just finished last months and set them back to the places they came from. I make sure all the bills are paid; all the profits are enough to build the Clubs wealth." He shrugged and picked up his chicken and took a big, messy bite and he at least chewed with his mouth closed as he pulled back.

"So, you do the books for everything the club owns?" I asked again before eating some of the corn I had gotten myself.

"Yep." He said as soon as his mouth was empty. I didn't want to keep asking questions while we ate so I ate in time with him, making sure that we were going to finish at the same time. Once he was done, he got up, took my paper plate and tossed them in the bin near his desk and he leaned back. "So... now what to do with you?"

"With me?" I asked and he laughed lightly, and I stood up and looked around.

"Or to you." He muttered under his breath, probably thinking it was too low for me to hear it. I looked at the pictures, and I tried to find him in them, and I didn't see anyone who looked like him until I came across a picture low on the wall, and he couldn't have been more than 16.

"Is that you?" I asked looking at him, I knew the answer, but I wanted to know the story behind it picture.

"Yeah. The day I became a patch. My old man was the Prez, he made me join early in life. Me and Lucien did. I was 16, and Lucien was 17." I looked back and he waited for my reaction.

"So, you got a tattoo, a jacket, and what? A fast track to being president?" I asked walking closer and he laughed and moved his chair closer to where I was going to lean my hip against his desk.

"I got the tattoo that day. I already had a cut... and I earned the right to be president." He told me and I just nodded slowly. A cut... that had to be the jacket or the vest the guys wore.

"So, you were elected?"

"In a way. I was voted for." He stood up, crowding me into the desk and he smiled and leaned down. He was finally going to kiss me. We ate, there wasn't anyone else to interrupt... it was just us.

I gulped hard and his hand moved to my hip. He pushed me just a little and I slid right onto the desk and he leaned down, his lips touching mine, and his hands took hold of my knees and as he pushed them open, his tongue invaded my mouth. He tasted like the sweet BBQ sauce and his lips were demanding against mine.

I moved my legs wider so he could stand between them and kiss me deeper, and he took my knees and hiked them up and wider making me gasp and melt into the kiss even more.

I almost didn't care that something was being ripped as he kept kissing me. That was, until I felt the cold desk against my ass.