Saving Blu (Kings Reapers MC Book 4) by Nicola Jane (classic reads .TXT) 📕

“You mean a wedding date?” asks Riggs, and Vinn nods.

“We need something good to look forward to after everything,” says Vinn.

I ball my fists. I know there’s gonna be no wedding, not only because Vinn’s already said, but because I wouldn’t be allowing it to happen anyway, but just talking about it pisses me off. Vinn eyes my fists and smirks again. “Any preference, Gia?” She shakes her head. “Ricardo?” he adds.

“The sooner the better,” he says with a relaxed smile. He honestly thinks he’s gotten away with his bullshit lies.

Vinn pulls up the calendar on his phone. “Two weeks, I have Saturday free. I know a priest who’ll get us in.”

“Excellent. Can’t wait. Have to go. I left something in the oven,” says Gia, rushing from the room.

“Blu, go after her. She looked upset,” says Vinn.

“Me?” I ask, surprised.

“Yes. I can’t send Blade, he’ll fuck her. He fucks anything that breathes,” says Vinn, and Blade pretends to look insulted before grinning. “And Riggs and Ricardo are important in this meeting. You’re not.”

I leave, shaking my head in annoyance. I wanted to run after her, but it’s not a good idea, not with her looking so hot and me feeling so damn horny. I find her in the kitchen sobbing into her hands. When I place my hands on her shaking shoulders, she jumps in fright. I pull her against my chest and she sobs harder. “I know I don’t have to marry him,” she sniffles. “Vinn told me. But he said to play along for a bit and that’s weird. I hate lying to Ricardo. It’s like I’m part of a game but I don’t know any of the rules.”

I kiss the top of her head. “Vinn knows what he’s doing,” I assure her. “Trust him.”

“That word is so overused,” she mutters, wiping her eyes. “Trust. I can’t trust anyone at the minute. No one is telling me anything about how Dad died. I need to know so I can move forward. Not knowing is making it all worse.” She begins to sob again and this time tries to pull free. I know this kind of pain, so I hold her firm against me.

“Vinn isn’t telling you because he doesn’t want you to have those images in your head,” I say with a sigh.

She looks up, her eyes red from crying and her cheeks pink. She looks so innocent. “Please,” she whispers. “Just tell me.” Her lips brush mine and I groan. This isn’t fair.

Chapter Thirteen

GIA

It’s easy to manipulate a man. I’m not ashamed to say I’ve used my body to get what I want in the past. How is it different from men pointing a gun to get what they want or using their male strength to take what they need? That’s how I managed to get Blu into my bedroom—pushing my tits against his chest and giving him my best puppy dog eyes. Maybe I didn’t have to kiss him. Maybe he would have come up here anyway, but I want all the information I can get and I know exactly how I’m gonna get it.

He looks around my room. It’s been the same decor for the last ten years, but I love it. The dusky pink walls, the grey furniture, and the fairy lights that cover my wall are reminders of my teenage years. Besides, pink and grey is back in fashion.

“What are we doing up here, Gia?” he asks. He looks so big standing in here. I bite my lower lip and his eyes narrow suspiciously. Okay, maybe that’s a step too far.

“Show me the ring again,” I say.

He pulls it from his pocket, surprising me that he carries it on him. I take it and stare at it. It really is gorgeous. I gently push it onto my finger and hold my hand out in front of me, admiring the way it sparkles. “You know Vinn won’t ever allow it,” I say with a smirk.

“He will,” says Blu confidently.

“Does it look good?” I ask, holding it up to show him. He stares at me for a few seconds, then I’m swept off my feet and pushed onto the bed with him braced over my body. His mouth devours mine and I smile against his lips because my plan is working. I feel his erection press against my thigh. I let my legs fall open and he settles there, bringing his kiss down my neck and across my chest. My new white wool dress rides up and I can feel the denim of his strained jeans press against my panties.

“It looks fucking amazing,” he pants against my skin.

“I haven’t had sex since we last . . .” I let the sentence hang in the air.

“You want it here?” he grins, looking around the room.

“I want it my way,” I whisper and he stares down at me with the question in his eyes. “I feel so out of control right now that I need to have control with this,” I explain. “I want to lead.”

He shakes his head. “Sorry, baby, but that ain’t happening.”

I run a finger over my chest and he follows it with his eyes. “Just this one time,” I pant, letting my hand rest against my breast.

“Maybe this ain’t a good idea. Vinn will wonder where I am,” he mutters, rolling away from me and lying beside me. I take the opportunity to straddle him. His hands squeeze my thighs and I don’t bother to pull my dress down to cover my underwear. I lean down, placing kisses against his strong jaw and he closes his eyes when I rub myself over his erection.

“He won’t come looking,” I whisper, running my tongue over his lower lip. “I’ll lock the door.”

Once the door is locked, I take the hem of my dress and pull it over my head. His eyes heat as he watches me approach the bed once again. I reach into my bedside cabinet and