Lovin Opry (Royal Bastards MC: Nashville, TN, #9) by Morgan Jane Mitchell

Author:Morgan Jane Mitchell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: motorcycle club romance, age gap, morally gray, biker romance, interracial
Publisher: Morgan Jane Mitchell
Published: 2024-01-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Opry

Standing under the hot spray of the shower, I let the water cascade over me, tryna wash away the remnants of the night’s run. It had been like all the others, messy, dangerous, and steeped in the kind of illegality that was part and parcel of club life. Shots had been fired, not by me, but I had witnessed it all. The scene replayed in my mind, gruesome and vivid. Over the years, I had become somewhat numb to it, but that didn’t mean it didn’t affect me. It always did.

But it was club business, and I was nothing but loyal to my brothers and our code. I wouldn’t debate the merits of our actions now. I’d save it for church.

Usually, after a run like that, I needed to lose myself, to let go of the control I held so tightly. Like clockwork I’d go over to Royal Road, upstairs and find me a sweetbutt, a whore. But I hadn’t. In my daze, I’d come straight to Leo. And with her, it was different. I couldn’t, shouldn’t, let myself go like that with her. Not yet. She wasn’t ready, and neither was I. I needed to keep my head on straight, to maintain the control that was so integral to both our arrangement and my own sanity.

In my world, there was too much at stake, too many moving parts to get lost in another soul. Not again. What Leo and I had needed to stay within the bounds of our contract, my way, or the highway. That was how it had to be.

Turning off the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped out, my thoughts still a mess. I needed to check on Leo, to make sure she was okay after that intense moment earlier.

Walking into the room, I saw her lying there, right on my bed where I left her, seemingly lost in thought. “You alright?” I asked, my voice softer than usual.

Leo’s hair was in her face and a small frown was on her lips. “Yeah, I’m okay, Opry. Just thinking.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I started to explain, “Listen, about earlier. I’m sorry for losing control. That ain’t how this is supposed to go.”

She reached out, her delicate hand finding mine. I allowed it for a moment, squeezing hers back as she spoke. “It’s okay, Opry. I get it. You’ve got a lot on your plate.”

Her understanding, her acceptance of my world and its complexities meant more to me than I could express. In that moment, I felt a connection to Leo that went beyond our Dom-sub dynamic. I did, something deeper, coming from a mutual understanding of our roles in each other’s life.

But I couldn’t let myself get too caught up in that. I let go of her hand. Emotions could be a liability, and I had to stay focused, for both our sakes. “I need to keep things under control,” I said, my voice firm but gentle.

She nodded, and I felt a sense of relief.

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