Karma(82)

We catch up a little on the bed, but I know they’re being careful with me. They don’t seem to understand that I’m a lot better coming out of it this time around. I know I have my family with me now and it makes a huge difference.

“We ok to come in?” I see Baby by the door. Devlin is behind him, looking a bit unsure of himself.

“Sure.” I smile.

“Ooh, your face is looking pretty messy.” Baby jokes but Drew doesn’t seem to share his humour.

“Shut the fuck up, Kai!” She glares at him and he holds up his hands in surrender.

“Only joking, sis.” He winks and sits down next to me. “You know I’m kidding right?”

His suddenly serious face shows me how worried he actually is and I pat his leg. “Of course.”

He smiles and nods in relief, it’s then I spot Devlin walking in and he’s not his usual jokey self.

“You ok, Dev?” I ask him.

“I should be asking you that.” He scoffs. “After I saw what they did to you, I can’t stop thinking about revenge.”

“I’m ok.” I try to assure him. “Really I am, but I know I wouldn’t have been if you all hadn’t saved me. So thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me.” He replies. “You’re like a sister to me, and I would do it again for you in a heartbeat.”

“Same here,” Baby adds and I smile at them both.

I sniffle through my threatening tears. “Shut up.”

Everyone laughs and I’m glad to see Devlin finally relax. Natasha though has tensed up and I remember that she had told me about that awkward kiss between her and Devlin. I haven’t heard anything else from her and she seemed fine. So, I didn’t think to ask but by her body language, there’s something there.

As I laugh at Baby and Elise kidding around, I keep my eyes on Devlin and Natasha. I notice Devlin’s eyes keep looking over to Natasha but I’m unable to see her reaction. She’s keeping quiet and that’s not really like her. Something is definitely up.

Brandon then appears with Franky, they had a meeting in his office and they both smile at us all.

“Nice to see you doing well.” Franky leans in and gives me a kiss on the head.

“Thank you.” I whisper, honoured that he would come and check on me.

“Ok!” Brandon declares. “Time for you all to go, I need some time alone with my woman.”

I laugh as they all grumble and stand. They each say their goodbyes and when Natasha leans in to give me a hug, I whisper in her ear.

“I need to talk with you.” She gives me a confused look, but when I raise my eyebrows she seems to click onto what I’m talking about and bites down on her lip. With a slight blush she nods her head and leaves. I do notice that Devlin watches her, but Natasha keeps her distance.

When they have all gone, Brandon locks the door behind him and grins. “Finally.”

I giggle. “What do you have in mind?”

“I’m thinking that you need to be naked.” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“Really?” I continue to laugh. “Because, I was thinking the exact same thing.”

“You were thinking that you needed to be naked?” He jokes and I throw a pillow at him.

“That you were naked, dickhead.” Brandon nods his head and then carefully removes his leather vest, treating it with respect.

“I’ll strip if you do.” He offers and I eagerly stand and remove my clothing.

I’m not getting undressed to be horny and have sex. I’ve needed this since Brandon saved me from Demon. I need to feel him, all of him. I watch as he removes his shirt, almost drooling at the sight of his toned body. His sculptured stomach, thick arms and muscled thighs. Brandon slowly walks over to me, closing the distance between us and my eyes close as he wraps me in his arms and breathes me in. My neck tingles from the small gesture. He begins to undress me, revealing my own body to him. My body is aching for him, not for pleasure but for assurance. I want skin to skin, the way a new born is calmed after the stressful birth. I need to be calmed by Brandon’s hot skin.

When Bradon has stripped, we look at each other and admire who is standing in front of the other. I marvel at his beautiful body and gorgeous tattoos. His cock is hard and my body quivers in reaction. Brandon slowly walks back to me and holds my face in his hands.

“I love you, Lauren.” My eyes widen at his words. “I knew it before you were gone, but I was fucking scared. When I lost you, I was scared I’d never get to tell you. So I’m telling you now, I love you.”

My breath hitches and I smile through happy tears. “I love you, too.”