"I want you," I murmured against his lips.
"I want you too, baby," he replied between kisses. "Want me to get on my knees for you first?"
"I want to go to your room."
That made Paxon pause. He pulled back to look into my eyes. For a moment, I thought he was going to say no.
"I'm only fu.cking you if you say you'll be mine. That includes wearing my cut."
Uh, say what now?
"I..."
"Come on, Sweetness, you know we're meant to be," he pouted.
"I-I don't..."
"I'm not asking you to marry me, Lux," he said gently. "I just want you to give this a real shot."
"Wearing your cut is marrying you in the biker world," I whispered. "I'm not ready for that."
"Fine!" He burst out.
Before I could blink, I was suddenly tossed over his shoulder.
"What the f***k!"
"You called my bluff, okay?!" he
