Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 107488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“You scared the shit out of me!” she yelled, shoving at his chest.
“Quiet. Don’t need anyone comin’ to check on you ‘cause you’re over here bein’ loud.”
“You could’ve just texted me to come meet you, dummy. Now my heart is pounding from my heart attack.” She leaned away from him slightly. “Are you hard?”
“Maybe.”
“No, no maybe about it. Is that why you’re waiting for me?”
“Wanted to talk to you.”
“Dirty talk?” She wedged her hand between their pinned bodies and slid her palm over his hard-on.
He grabbed her wrist and regrettably pulled it free. “No.” Even in the dark, he could see her disappointment. “Are you wasted?”
“No,” she answered, sounding insulted. “Should I be for this ‘talk?’”
“Fuck no. Want you fuckin’ sober.” Not just for the talk but for what would happen after it.
“Uh oh. That sounds serious. Is there a problem?”
“You tell me.”
She shook her head. “I don’t understand.”
“Seriously? I watched your ass get dragged inside by Trip and Deacon and you don’t understand my concern? Been dyin’ all fuckin’ night to ask you about it.”
“It had nothing to do with you.” She paused. “Or us.”
Us. “I wasn’t mentioned?”
“No.”
“You gonna spill? Or are you just gonna leave me hangin’?”
She reached down between them again. “Are you hanging to the left or to the right?” She squeezed his dick, even though it now wasn’t as hard as it was when he first grabbed her.
“Woman…” he warned.
She sighed. “Okay, fine. Remember the emergency housing Trip and Dutch arranged for Cage?”
“Can’t forget that. The trailer was a smart, quick solution.”
“Yes, well… Trip decided it was not only a smart solution for Cage and Dyna but an even better business of our own.”
“He’s mentioned it several times. What does it have to do with you?” he asked, confused.
“Everything.”
An impatient growl bubbled up his throat.
Her hand had made quick work of getting him rock hard again.
She tipped her face up to his. “Kiss me first.”
“Use your mouth to tell me what I wanna know, then we’ll use it for somethin’ else.”
She lifted one eyebrow. “You didn’t get any of your itches scratched by any of the sweet butts?”
“You know I didn’t.”
“How would I know? I didn’t watch you,” she huffed.
“The fuck you didn’t.”
“Okay, I didn’t watch you every second. You could’ve snuck off and—”
He claimed her lips and swept away the rest of her words with his tongue. When they were done exploring each other’s mouths, they were left panting and his dick was throbbing. They needed to get this conversation over with so he could get on with the rest of his plan.
And hope to fuck they didn’t get caught while doing it. But they were doing it. Because after the club run today, she needed a reminder. One he planned on giving to her.
“Want more of that?” he asked against her lips.
“Yes,” she hissed softly while clinging to him.
He liked that… No, he fucking loved that. The feel of her pressed against him, holding on. Like he could be her rock when she needed it.
Not could be, would be. If she needed to lean on anybody, it should be him.
“Pussy wet?”
“It is now.”
Music to his fucking ears. “Want my cock in it?”
“Meh. I probably wouldn’t say no to that offer if it presented itself.”
He grinned. “Then get talkin’, buttercup. The sooner you spill, the sooner I can present the offer.”
“It’s not a big deal… Okay, yes it is.” She bounced on her toes which made her bounce against him which then made his dick flex in his jeans. “They offered that business for me to manage. I’d get paid and also get a cut of the profits.”
His grin flattened out. “Say what? That mean you won’t be workin’ for the garage anymore?”
“I will for a while. But hopefully… Eventually…”
“Eventually you’ll be movin’ on.”
“You make it sound like I’m moving away. I’m not going anywhere. You know I wasn’t going to work for Dutch forever. He helped me out by letting me work for him and I helped him get his office in order while I did so. It was mutually beneficial for both of us, but not a career move, Rev. You know that.”
Yeah, but then she wouldn’t be near him all day like she had been for the past year. He was torn with this decision. It was good for her, but not for him.
For fuck’s sake, he was being a fucking selfish dick right now. Thinking about his wants and needs instead of hers. “Where’s your office gonna be?”
“I don’t know, but for now, until the emergency housing business is booming, I’ll be using the office at the garage as the base.”
Thank fuck.
After spending the last week together, he had a difficult time not being selfish when it came to Reilly. That was made worse since her decision to ride with Dodge had been eating at him all fucking day.