“If I were nice, I wouldn’t be thinking about kissing you right about now.”
Her lips move against my neck.Fuck me.She’s so damn sweet and tempting as she says, “Then what’s stopping you?”
“It’s a bad idea.”
“My life has been nothing but bad decisions.”She laughs without humor.
“We’ve got that in common, darlin’.”What’s one more mistake?I roll my body over hers, pressing her down into the cushions.I’ve already got my ticket to hell.What’s one more punch in the card?I kiss the corner of her mouth, careful to avoid her stitches.
“Make me forget his name.Make me feel wanted.”
“You’re wanted.”I guide her hand to my erection.I was hard the second her lips touched my neck.“Never forget it.”I yank her shirt over her head, exposing her chest.Her tits are like an early Christmas present waiting to be unwrapped from the white scraps of lace covering them, complete with a baby pink bow nestled in the middle.
Taking my time, I pepper kisses down the slender column of her throat, treating her with care.
She wants to be wanted, and I need to be needed.
“Boots,” Big Daddy, grunts out all gruff and groggy, dropping the shoes for Jessika in front of me as I wipe the sleep from my eyes.“You’d make a lousy guard dog.Fucking sleep like the damn dead.”He shakes his head and hands me a cup of coffee.
“Thanks.”I blow over the brim, then take a sip, needing the caffeine to wake my ass up.
“Don’t mention it.”
I check the time on my watch.I’ve slept longer than I intended to, but also not long enough.My fucking back feels like I slept on a pile of rocks.I glance around for Jessika, wondering if last night was too much for her.Part of me feels like an asshole, but the other part of me has no regrets.
“She’s in the bathroom.You forget I have a camera in here for a reason?”He gives me a pointed look, narrowing his eyes on me.
“Nope.”
“Not sure it’s smart getting involved with the woman you’re meant to be protecting.”
“Wasn’t planned.Sort of happened.”
“Is that how you’re going to explain it to your Ol’ Lady?”
“Let me worry about that.Faye knows what I do on the road stays on the road.”
“Yeah, but you’re bringing this one home.Do I need to make other arrangements?”
“I can handle Faye.”
My Ol’ Lady is Big Daddy’s niece.Her half-brother, Tree, is one of Big Daddy’s men.Lucky for me, he’s off on a run.Not that he’d give a fuck.He fucks around on every woman he gets with.He couldn’t keep his dick in his pants if his life depended on it.
“No one can handle Faye.Why the hell do you think we were all eager for you to take her to Arkansas when you married her?”he laughs.
“It’s a non-issue.”We both know it’s not true, but we both pretend otherwise.Jessika leaving with me is one less problem for him.Fuck knows he’s got enough to deal with between Lucie and Sissy.Last thing he needs is more women complicating his life.
Problem is, I don’t either.I’ve fucked up big time, but it’s on me to worry about it.
Chapter Three
Ijoltawake,coldsweat clinging to my skin.I glance around the motel room, remembering I’m not in Anarchy and Thad can no longer hurt me.At least not physically.
I escaped.
I survived.
I touch my fingers to my stitched bottom lip and wince at the sore reminder that the man I married was nothing but a manipulative monster.Unlike the man I find myself traveling with, but I’m keeping my guard up.Or attempting to.This biker doesn’t make it easy to keep up my wall.The guy makes me laugh.He’s easy to talk to despite his rugged appearance.Tall, dark hair, and even darker eyes.His tattoos and leather jacket scream he’s dangerous, but he’s been nothing but kind to me since the moment we met.
