Risky and Wild(173)

“I'll be here, Royal,” I promise as he raises his brows at me. “I'll be here and I … like you, Royal. I really do.”

“I like you, too, Pint-Size, more than a whole hell of a lot.” Royal leans back over me, eyes focused on mine until I lean back into the pillows and let him brush his mouth across mine again. “Give me a definite, so I can hold my head up with these assholes out here.”

“It's a definite,” I say and his lips split into a grin again, one hand tracing up my side before he kisses me one more time and pulls away.

“You're mine?”

“For now,” I say with a sly smile. “As long as you're mine, too?” He winks at me and picks up his cigarette in two fingers, cutting a daring silhouette against the navy blue walls.

“Never thought I'd say this so bloody soon, but … you got it, love. I'm yours.” Royal gives me a little wave and turns around, reaching for the bedroom door. I watch the wolf on the back of his leather vest until the wood's almost obscured it from view.

“Wait,” I say, a random thought popping into my head. “What's the tattoo on your chest say?” I've seen it several times now, but we've always been too … busy for me to read it. Royal pauses and peeks back in the door with a grin.

“Raw and dirty,” he growls, giving me a look that could melt the panties off a nun. “Raw and dirty and … yours. I hope you're fucking ready for this shit.”

Then he closes the door behind him and leaves me in his bed with just a pair of wolves and a smile for company.