Page 103 of The Vows We Keep

I pause at that and mentally repeat it.

Yes, I’m confident Niro would in a heartbeat, and that makesmyheart beat faster.

Last night, Niro went on a weapons run to the Philadelphia chapter, which would culminate in a brothers-only party. While I may be welcome in New Jersey, I am not welcome there. Not all club chapters are as forward-thinking as this one. Part of me wanted to press to go with them, but as much as I want to fully insert myself into the club, I’m smart enough to know that the first woman let in through typically closed doors needs to tread lightly.

I have a cut and a path. It’s a marathon, not a sprint. And I’m picking my battles. I want to be where the action is, not where the boozing is. Although I did warn Niro that I would cut off his dick and feed it through the garbage disposal if I got so much as a whiff of him banging club girls—or anyone else for that matter.

Niro grinned and told me both him and his cock would miss me, and he promised to keep it in his pants—unless he had the urge to jerk off in the shower while thinking about the way my new tattoo looks when he’s fucking me from behind. Then he showed me the tattoo of my name around his wedding ring finger, and I melted a little. Okay, I melted a lot. And all thoughts of other people fled from my mind faster than I could strip Niro out of his clothes.

He’ll be back tonight, and I’m looking forward to seeing him for dinner. In the meantime, I’m going to make use of the club’s gym equipment and get a good workout in. Maybe one of the prospects will spar with me.

My phone rings, and it’s an unknown number. I debate ignoring it, but at the last moment, I open it in case it’s Niro.

“Hello.”

“Hey, Cat. It’s Spark. Can I ask a huge favor?”

I smile. This is what I wished for. A favor between club members is a big deal. “Sure. What’s up?”

“Iris was on her way home from dropping her brother off at her uncle Cillian’s place in Brooklyn for a few days, but her car broke down on the way back. I called a truck, but she’s anxious waiting by herself. Can you go get her and bring her home, if I deal with the car?”

I can hear the stress in his voice. Spending time with Iris and Briar, I’ve learned more about what they’ve gone through. I hate that any kind of violence has touched them. And I’ve also met her lovely younger brother, Michael. It’s amazing the way Spark and Iris help him navigate his autism so he can live his best life. “Sure. Send me her location. She good to ride on my bike?”

“Yeah. I checked. She’s in jeans, but if you have extra leathers, I’d appreciate you making sure she’s wearing them before she climbs on. Niro says to borrow anything of his you need. He says ... what the fuck, brother? ... fine ... talk to her, but don’t hold her up from getting to Iris.”

There’s the fumble of a phone and muttered curse words. “Hey, cariño,” Niro says, finally. His voice is a little rough. I’m guessing it’s lack of sleep. Ride hard. Drink hard. I try not to think about thefuck hardpart of the trilogy.

“Hey, sweetie. You having fun?”

“No. Because my cock misses you.”

Despite the crudeness, there’s a flutter in my chest. “Well, don’t let him substitute anyone for me.”

“He wouldn’t. He’s become a pussy connoisseur, a sommelier of cunts. And only yours will do. It’s the champagne of all female—”

“Okay,” I say with a laugh. “I get it.”

“You cool getting Iris?”

“Yeah. I’ll get her. Better go so Spark can relax.”

“Okay. But for the record, if you didn’t have to go get Iris, I’d be talking you into phone sex right now. It’s not just my cock that misses you.”

My heart skips a little beat. “That’s good to hear.”

He pauses for a moment. “Felt good to say it. Guess Rae’s right, as usual.”

He’s met with Rae twice now, and each time Niro comes home, he shares just about everything they talk about.

“What’s Rae right about?”

“Sharing shit about how I feel with you ... how it’s a good thing.”

“Yeah, Rae was right. For the record, I miss you too. But think about how good the sex will be when you get back.”

“Not helping my boner.”

“I think you know how to help your boner. One palm and some lube.”