Trusting Bull: Savage Brothers MC by Jordan Marie Page B

shrewd eyes are looking at me and he knows what I’m about. I can see it. So I cave and point towards his mom, giving him a wink. He looks over and sighs, but then nods back, smiling.
    “Okay, Bull. I could use a cherry slushy anyways.”
    “Cherry? Man that’s whack. Lime is where it’s at.”
    “You’re both wrong, it’s raspberry,” Skye chimes in.
    “Raspberry?” Matthew and I both ask her—like she’s crazy.
    “That’s just gross, Mom.”
    “It’s not even a real color,” I add.
    “It’s a fruit!” she defends.
    “Not a very good one,” I come back with a smile, as the three of us walk over to the tables. I leave them there, waving off Skye’s attempt at giving me money. Damn woman has a huge independent streak. It’s cute, but she has no idea who she’s dealing with. It’s going to be fun, showing her.
    “What is that?” she asks when I come back to the table.
    “One of life’s greatest pleasures,” I tell her, winking at Matthew while handing him a chili-dog.
    “Oh man! Thanks, Bull!”
    I hand one over to Skye, and then sit down beside her.
    “This doesn’t look healthy,” she says, but she’s licking her lips. She’s been doing it all for so long by herself, I think she’s forgotten how to enjoy herself. I still feel like I should have let her go, but that’s off the table now. I’m just going to bust my ass trying to be a better man.
    “C’mon, Doc. Live a little.”
    “Yeah, Mom! Live a little!” Matty joins in.
    That’s probably when it happens. Skye laughs—not just a little, but a lot. She laughs hard. I’m frozen with the damn hot dog half way to my mouth, and all I can do is watch her and hear the joy coming from her. It’s beautiful. Then I look over to Matty, and see the chili running down his face, as he’s stuffing the damn thing in his mouth. He forgets to take the time to breathe, and I can’t help but laugh too. That’s probably when I fall completely for her. Maybe .
    “Slow down there, sport. Take time to enjoy it. I’ll get you another one if you’re still hungry.”
    “Really?” he asks like it’s Christmas morning. “What about mom?”
    I look over at Skye and she looks at the two of us and then takes a huge bite of her hot dog too, licking some of the chili off her lip when she’s done. My poor dick .
    “I want another one too,” she says with a grin. Matty giggles and goes back to eating.
    He must forget about wanting seconds, because one of the traveling workers comes to the line just beyond the tables, with a green wing macaw. Kids are gathering around to watch the bird and to feed it peanuts.
    “Can I go over there, Mom? Please?”
    “Don’t go any further,” Skye tells him. He nods his head yes, while running to the kids already there. It’s then she lets the worry come back into her face.
    “He’s fine, Doc.”
    “I know. I just worry.
    “You need to unwind. Matthew’s good, Doc. He’s a happy kid.”
    “I worry over everything. I’ve made so many mistakes, I try to make sure I don’t misstep now. I forget I need to let Matty have a life sometimes too. I’m sorry. You were right. I need to live a little.”
    “I get it. You’re a Mama, and from what I can see a damned good one.
    “Bull, about last night…well all of it really…”
    I put my hand along the side of her neck and pull her to me, so I can look in her eyes.
    “I want your body, Doc. I want it so fucking bad, I’m having fucking wet dreams about it. But regardless of what you think, I don’t have to buy a woman’s interest. What I’m feeling for you woman, is special. Today has been one of the best days I can ever remember having.”
    “It has been for me too, Bull.”
    “That has to mean something, right?”
    “Can, we take it day-by-day?”
    “That sounds good to me.”
    “You’re wrong you know,” she says, licking her lips and I swear it’s all I can do not to attack her right there. How much is a man supposed to stand?
    “What do you