Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 51122 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51122 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
She settled herself behind me, and I didn’t miss the flash of pink lace as she threw her leg over the bike at my back.
“Where to, pretty Blue?” I asked, hoping that I wasn’t going to scare her off too badly with my words.
She gave me directions to her house as best as she could, and when I got mixed up on directions on the way, she would tap my shoulder and point at the roads I needed to take.
When we got to her house, I was a bit stunned to find us parked at a bar.
Shutting the bike off, I listened to the tick-tick of the engine as I studied the outside of the bar.
“Blue Rebel?” I asked as I read the bar’s name.
“The bar that Rebel and I co-own,” she said as she swung her leg off.
If I had been looking forward, I would’ve missed the flash of bright pink between her thighs.
My cock, which had been at half-mast since I got into touching vicinity of Blue, went full on engorged.
“Bar?” I croaked. “Own?”
“Yep,” Blue grinned. “Own.”
Feeling something akin to panic at the thought of her owning said bar, I swung my leg off and said, “It’s quite girly.”
She caught ahold of my hand and started to tug me in the direction of an alley.
I felt my stomach sink. “You do this every night?”
“Usually, I drive this. But it’s fully monitored and has…” the lights lit up the alley, revealing every square inch of it. “Lights to end all lights. My dad saw to that.”
I was never more thankful that she had an former military man as a father.
“Whoa,” I said as I took in the side of the building. “This is great.”
“My brother painted it,” she said as she took in the mural standing next to me. It was patriotic as fuck and a hell of a dedication to the American military. “It’s gorgeous, isn’t it?”
Her brother had a hell of a talent.
“Yes,” I agreed.
She walked forward and punched in a code on the side of the building, revealing a garage door that I’d missed until now seeing as it blended in so well with the mural.
We got inside and she immediately started to close it.
I waited until it stopped whirring before I said, “This is freakin’ awesome.”
“Rebel and I converted this part into two units. The left half is hers,” she pointed at the left door. “The right is mine.”
She typed in a code, and it was as she led me into her inner sanctum that I realized what she was doing. What she was giving me.
Her trust.
“You have a beautiful place, Blue,” I said as I took in her eclectic living area.
It was one large room.
On the left side was the kitchen and laundry room area. On the right was the bedroom, shower, and bathroom.
There wasn’t a single wall in the entire place, making me wonder whether or not she would be able to change with me in here.
“It’s home.” She looked around, as if she was taking it in for the first time.
I took a long look around, my eyes taking in every single inch of it as I tried to get a sneak peek into Blue’s life.
While I was staring at everything there was to stare at, the pictures on the wall caught my attention.
I walked up to them and took a longer, more in depth look.
One photo was of her, her parents, and her siblings at her college graduation. One I’d secretly gone to just to see her walk across the stage.
Another one was of her and Rebel at the ribbon cutting ceremony of Blue Rebel.
The other photos were random. One of her car, another of her parents’ place.
Then there was the last one.
It was the third biggest on the wall.
It was our crew from high school.
Slone, Perry, Banner, Blue, Tempy, and me.
All of us were in our graduation gowns as our hands were thrown up high in the air, our caps coming down around us.
That day had been exciting and scary.
I had no clue where life would lead, but I was excited and terrified all at once.
“This picture,” I said. “It’s one of my favorites, too. It hangs on a canvas in my office.”
She came up by my side and surprised the holy hell out of me by saying, “I had the biggest, most all-consuming crush ever on you back then.”
I turned to stare at her, my eyes intent as I said, “And do you still?”
She opened her mouth, and I could tell by the look on her face that she was about to say no.
And before I could stop myself, I was pulling her into my arms, wet dress and all, and kissing the holy hell out of her.
Her mouth opened in a gasp, and I took advantage and swept my tongue inside, getting my first taste of Blue.