Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 73537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
I finished pouring myself a glass of whiskey, then turned to look at Dolly Dixon standing in the center of the room, watching me. She wasn’t pitching a fit like she had earlier. She’d gone quiet on me. Those eyes of hers were wide. And, fuck, how did someone built like that look so damn innocent at the same time? Because she was slow. I had to remember that she was not the sharpest knife in the drawer. I had to be gentle with her. She’d been a sassy little fireball earlier, but I doubted she’d take the information I had well.
“How long have you been seeing Canyon?” I asked her, walking over to take a seat on one of the leather recliners.
Dolly didn’t speak or move, so I motioned for her to have a seat on the sofa that was behind her. She glanced back at it, then took her time doing as I’d suggested. Those legs of hers might be short, but, damn, they were nice. I allowed myself the enjoyment of watching her cross her legs as she sat back.
When my gaze finally made it to her face again, I raised my eyebrows in question. “Well?” I urged.
She held her shoulders back and clasped her hands tightly in her lap. The hot pink of her nail polish made the corner of my lips curl. She had always been a prissy thing. Nothing like my wild-ass sister. They were thick as thieves and complete opposites.
“ ’Bout two months now,” she replied in her thick Southern drawl.
“And you kept that from Pepper for that long?” I asked, surprised.
Her dainty shoulders lifted and fell, drawing my attention to her tits for a moment. “Pepper’s been busy with getting the bar ready. I doubt she wants to hear about my dating life. She has more important issues.”
I took a drink from my glass. Dolly dropped her gaze to her hands and shifted in her seat, as if she wanted nothing more than to bolt from this room. Most women did everything they could to be near me, yet this one seemed to want to get away from me. My ego was slightly bruised. The Dolly I remembered used to look at me with a worshipful gaze, as if I were the only thing in the world. It had been amusing. I missed that. Then again, if she were looking at me that way now, I might end up fucking her against the desk. Tugging that skirt up and ripping her panties off. Getting a look at that round ass before I…
As that image started to take form in my head, I shook it off. I would not go there. She’d already been taken advantage of by Canyon. He’d pay for that too. Once I had my money. My hand fisted as I thought about the things he’d most likely done to her. Motherfucking bastard.
“When can I go home?” she asked.
“I’m not sure. I need more details. Canyon isn’t a good man, Tink. He’s a criminal. He’s fucking dangerous. He was using you. That much I do know. But I need to know why and what he was after.”
Her entire body tensed, and a flash of anger brightened those amber pools as she glared at me. “He wasn’t using me. We were fine until you came along,” she snapped at me with a fiery look in her eyes.
I almost didn’t recognize her. I wanted to chuckle, but I feared it would upset her more, so I held it back.
Leaning forward, I stared at her with my elbows resting on my knees. “Canyon is the vice president of the Crowns. A motorcycle club that is known for their dealings in drugs and illegal arms. They are lowlifes, and this stint in prison he did wasn’t his first. Did you know all of that?”
I knew she hadn’t by the way her face paled. That heart-shaped pink mouth of hers fell slightly open, and suddenly, all I wanted to do was see those lips wrapped around my cock.
“That can’t be,” she whispered. “He’s always been so sweet and polite. We went on dates, and he bought me flowers.”
Even as she defended him, I could see in her expression that she believed me. She was arguing these facts with herself more than anything. Trying to make sense of the man she had thought she knew and the one he had turned out to be.
“And how did he react when he found out you knew me? He hurt you. He wasn’t protecting you with a room full of men and their guns drawn. Was he? His first concern wasn’t you.”
She shook her head, but said nothing. What could she say? Poor girl. I wasn’t sure if he’d been using her to get to me or not, but my gut told me he had. It was too close to be a coincidence. I knew Dolly well enough to know she was loyal to my sister. She hadn’t known about Pepper’s brief relationship with Canyon five years ago. Pepper had been sixteen, and Canyon had been twenty-one. He’d just taken over as vice president of the Crowns. But she hadn’t known any of that. In two weeks’ time, he had taken her virginity and found a way to break into our arsenal holdings.