Page 17 of Empower

I don’t know what I was thinking when I thought Byron had the most stunning eyes I had ever seen.

No. This man took the fucking cake.

His eyes, heck, I’ve never seen a color like them.

They were almost translucent in a way. They were so blue that it amazed me he could even be out here in the sun without his eyes hurting.

Translucent in the sense that the color of his eyes reminded me of shimmering diamonds when the light hits them just right.

I knew that if I stared into his eyes, I would find myself lost in them.

That was when I looked at his kutte and underneath his name, the patch read one word... President.

Abort Mission.

Abort. Abort. Abort.

Further abort when Raine smiled at me and then led me past him while she said, “Hey, Dad.”

‘Hey, Dad.’

Just those two words from someone that I knew was going to be an important person in my life.

Crap on a broken broom handle.

Because in all my eighteen years of life, I’ve never felt this kind of pull for another person like I felt for Storm.

What I was feeling towards Storm made a mockery of anything I thought I felt about Byron.

And then as I nodded at him, I said, “Thank you for all you did earlier. Payback was perfect.”

“Don’t mention it,” he winked down at me, then moved to the side, and opened the door for us.

And as we walked past him, I had a feeling all along my backside.

It was as if I could feel his eyes trailing down my body.

Storm

Oh, this was going to be hell.

Pure. Fucking Hell.

I thought Raine’s mom was the prettiest thing I had ever seen before she fucked it all up, but Lena? Yeah, that bitch had nothing on this girl.

And if Red didn’t make it known that she was off-limits to all the horny bastards I called brothers then I would be doing it.

For a few reasons.

First, she was too young.

Second, she needed to get settled and start to live her life the way she wanted to. Not with a bitch for a sister and a twisted piece of shit for a stepfather.

And third, because brothers or not, if I ever saw one of their hands on her, well, I wouldn’t be held responsible for what I did to them.

Why the fuck was I protective over a girl I had only met a few hours ago, I couldn’t tell you.

But I learned a long damn time ago to never ignore your instincts. They have saved my life more than a few times.