Chapter 33 - Deacon

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She’s just looking up at me and I know I should try and speak, but I’m so lost in just gazing at her. The story I had been dreading telling her, terrified about opening up that much, just left me in ease. The pain that use to run with it, completely gone while I looked at her.

What I want is standing right fucking in front of me, dressed as a cowgirl, her blonde hair coming up to tickle my face I drop my head down to hers.

She is everything I have ever needed.

She’s powerful enough to break me, soft enough to cleanse me, and deep enough to save me. She’s honest, and unapologetically herself. She’s the kind of person who can find the sun in the darkest rainstorm, before cracking a joke about how the rain makes her boobs even perkier.

A once in a lifetime woman.

My head ducks lower, slowing myself down and giving her the opportunity to move away if she wants to.

As usual I don’t know what’s swirling around in her mind, but her eyes are bright and still on me, so I’m fucking taking that as a good sign.

Her hands let me go, before one runs up and grips my shirt roughly, dragging me into her as she rams her lips into mine. It’s rougher than usual, and my hands instantly move to wrap back around her as I push hard, half bending her backwards with the force. I’m completely lost in the kiss, loosing track of time, the people moving around us. The only thing I can feel is her. Her body in against mine, her hands threading through my hair to hold me somehow tighter on her lips, and the feel of her soft skin as I grip into it. She groans into me, and I almost loose it, more than desperate to have her now. I stand her up as I pull back, because frankly I need oxygen, and if she keeps being against me like that I’m going to take her on the damn sidewalk. Give the strangers one hell of a show.

“Ooh, damnnn... That’s one hot kiss, bloody hell... Jesus, that’s even fired me up..”

Brooke’s eyes roll as she giggles, before letting me go long enough to stick her finger up in the direction Penny’s standing in. I barely even notice them, and keep my eyes on Brooke’s.

“.. You can wave that finger all you want at me, we were just checking to see if you were ok. Although, if you want a private moment, I’d suggest the alley way as the bathrooms are kinda cramped in there.. What, Ty?

My forehead leans into her as I laugh, watching her smile grow wider the longer she looks at me, and once more ignoring Penny while she mutters away to Ty. The warm shine in her eyes changes as the wicked comes up, just before she brings that corner of her lip into bite. Her voice has more of a purr to it, immediately having my full attention, and sending my mouth dry at the same time.

“You know I really think we should take her suggestion there.. I mean, it is my birthday, after all..”

Fairly tempted, I begin to nod when I hear a throat being cleared and laugh my ass off. My head swings up as I drop one of my arms around her, before tugging her in closer with the other.

Already knowing exactly who that would be....

He’s eyeing me up, before a twitch of a grin starts to spread, as he catches Brooke glaring at him.

“.. You know for your school of thought on that, Dom, you can crash with Penny tonight... As once I’m home, and within my own walls, I’m fucking the shit out of Deacon. So much so, I may need to sterile the apartment after.”

His head falls back to laugh, as my own whips to her.

Oh hell, fucking, yes!..

Ah, been there, and have a cleaner that I can suggest if needed.. Well, shit then. I guess I’m homeless... So what do you say Pen, you have enough room in that big old bed for me tonight?”

The moment Dom goes to step in to Penny, Ty’s moving, coming to block him as Seth’s hand runs over his face.

I won this round for sure...

Oh, fuck no. Back the fuck up man. She’s not going to be fucking you.”

Brooke’s head tilts, her whole bottom lip coming in to nip, the same time I catch Penny do the same thing.

Oh Ty, I’m starting to think it’s way, way too late for that statement to really stand with no truth in it..

Dom’s hands come up as he backs away, trying not to laugh himself.

“Whoo, calm down.. It was just a suggestion..”

His grin turns mischievous as he winks at Penny, her cheeks fanning a slight shade of pink once more.

Yep, they’ve definitely banged.

“.. So if I can’t have her bed, can I take yours then pretty boy?... What, I never said the talent was all female that I pick up, mate..”

He looks deadly serious as he stands and waits for a reply. Brooke’s hand slides subtly across me to grip onto my shirt, as she buries her head into my side, her shoulder’s shaking while she silently laughs. Ty’s still just staring at Dom, the look on his face clearly stating that he has no idea how in the world he’s suppose to handle this. After a moment Dom leans forward, his face studying Ty’s for a moment.

“.. Mate, I’m messing with you. Damn Brooke, you were right, I owe you fifty.. Shit, I thought I could crack him... So, fuck, if you’re kicking me out, B, but now owe me some breakfast for the complete heartache of it, can we go back inside now so I can find somewhere to sleep tonight?”

He grins at all of us, his shoulders rolling like he’s limbering up to start exercising as we all begin to move.

All of us, except Brooke.

Her hand presses into me, holding me back while her eyes watch the others. Her voice is so small, the laughter and fun of just now completely gone from it.

Thank you.... I know that wasn’t easy for you, and just... thank you...

She moves to stand in front of me, her eyes slowly coming back up to mine. My hand glides along her skin, before cupping her cheek, smiling widely as she leans into me.

“.. I like you like this..”

My smile grows, as I bring my hand away from her cheek to point at my hat.

“It’s the hat, isn’t it? Sexy as shit.”

Her shoulders shake as she giggles, her eyes flicking up to watch the pom pom on top bounce for the thousandth time since I put it on.

“No.. well, yeah actually, but I meant like this. Actually here, and with me... completely open.. and ok with it..”

My hand finds her cheek again, sliding it to hold the back of her neck this time, my thumb tracing lines up and down on the skin just below her ear. The heartbreaking tone in her voice that I finally let her in, breaking my own a little at being so stubborn for so long.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.. I don’t even know why it took me so long too. I guess fear of what you would think. That I was an unloving robot after it all, and that I never had real feelings for someone again. I guess that’s true in a way.. until I met you... I’ve been affected by you since the first day you backed into me. Frankly, if I had let you get any further, you would have felt exactly how much I was enjoying the view. I saw you coming a mile off..”

I trail off as she reaches up to smack me in the arm, chuckling herself.

“.. Those shorts are my favourite by the way, and once more driving me constantly, and utterly insane tonight..”

My head ducks down lower, hovering just above her lips, and moving slightly back when she tries to close the distance.

It’s not just that I want to say this, but I need too.

“.. I’m fully in this with you, Brooke. There hasn’t been a day that I’ve stopped wanting you, or a day that I have been able to get you out of my head... I want all of it too.”

My lips softly meet hers again, enjoying the hell out of it as they move slowly along. She’s a little more blushed as we pull away, and it draws my breath from my lungs to see her that way. To see how affected she is, to see the way her lips part, her eyes clouding over. Her chest picks up faster, matching my own, the longer we look at each other. The wicked smile that I absolutely fucking adore creeps slowly across her face, her eyes taking on that certain twinkle.

“Feel like doing something crazy with me?”

     
       
       

He’s waiting for us just inside the door when we finally come back inside. The very recent memory of having Brooke pinned to the wall, her palms flat against it while I stood behind her... Consumes my mind so much I barely even see him, and he half scares the crap out of me. He lets Brooke edge past in front of me, before his hand roughly finds my arm to halt my steps. Dom’s eyes dart to her, giving a second or two to create some space between us all, before turning to me. The amusement is gone from his face, the deadly serious expression set in stone.  

“You have fun with my sister out there?.. You hurt her, and twice my size or not, I will take you down. I’ve heard a lot of things about you man, and frankly they haven’t all been good, or encouraging for someone you want dating your sister... but I did see the way you tore off after her, not letting a second pass before you made the decision...”

His head drops for a moment, half turning away from me before he surges on.

“.. She cares for you, possibly more than you know, but she’s had the most shitest of assholes in her life who know exactly the right words to get into her heart, before poisoning the crap out of it. I don’t particularly want another one of them using her like that...”

Dominic!

His eyes don’t leave me, even when her hand finds his shoulder, and tries unsuccessfully to tug him back. His hand lingers to hang on to me for a moment, before he lets go and lets Brooke push him away, swinging his head to face her.

Brooklyn?”

Her finger is up in his face in a second while he stands there and watches her, back to looking the completely innocent self he is not. She looks ready to absolutely let him have it, her chest heaving up as she takes an enormous breath.

“You have got to be kidding me, Dom! Don’t pull that innocent looking shit with me, I’ve seen it far too many times for it to be effective anymore.. Back up, and leave him alone. He’s as far from anyone else I have dated, as you could possibly get.”

Really?... Interesting.... So all the things I’ve heard about him over the phone was a load of crap then?.. How is he any different from the last drop kick that you dated?.. I can’t even remember what his fucking name was.. but I sure as shit remember the way he banged his way through half the damn city. What exactly is it that makes him any different, Brooke?”

Her fingers curl into a fist, as she whips it away from him. The arm coming to hang stiffly by her side, while my hands find her shoulders, and gently guide her back to rest against my chest. Dom stays watching her, but his head tilts to eyeball what I’m doing briefly.

“You're one to talk!! How many broken hearts have you left in your own wake, Dom? Just because that's how he once acted, doesn't mean that's who he is. Your ten second evaluation is not valid, nor is it wanted.. He is worth it to me! Whether we go down to end in tragedy or not, every moment that I get to spend with him, loving him.. I will deeply cherish. I have zero regrets in giving my whole heart to him, you self imposed li..”

I cut in before it can escalate, already getting the feeling that neither of them are going to back down, being the stubborn ones they are.

It’s ok, Brooke.. Dom's just doing exactly what I would be doing, if I was in his position.... And I honestly give you, not only permission but also no fight, that if I do break her heart.. You can punch me as much as you like.”

His eyes narrow once more before a grin flashes across his face, and I stare in wonder at the whiplash that seems to be Brooke's brother.

“That's what I wanted to hear, but you're on fucking probation... Right, now let's find me a bed. Anyone see where that red head from earlier, that had her ass in my crouch, went?”

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