Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“Well, I’ll be back soon. Hold down the fort.” I end the call and then send Gavin a text on my burner phone. Pulling into the lot next to the bar, I turn off the engine and sigh. Spying my cane on the passenger seat, I debate on whether to take it inside. “No. I don’t want her to see me as weak.” Leaving it there, I exited the car with a grimace. This was going to be a very long night, but at least I’ll have my woman.
When I whip the door open, I spot three different patched-up Riders in the corner, but my eyes go to the bar and there she is. Her dark hair is pinned back with a clip. It’s a little longer than I remember, but she’s so fucking beautiful. Her eyes lift up and she gasps, nearly dropping the glass in her hand. Fuck, months of waiting to see her, and she’s even more beautiful than I remember.
A brute of an older man comes to stand behind my woman. She pats his chest, saying she’s okay, which makes me jealous as fuck, but I take a calming breath and remember that she’s mine. I crook my finger and wag it, summoning Roxanne to me.
She comes from around the bar with a smile on her face, which creates one of my own. But I’m stunned when she cracks me across my face. “Fucking asshole. What are you doing here?”
“I’m taking what’s mine.” Roxanne’s expression changes from anger to fear as she quickly presses her hand to her stomach, and I’m immediately aware of the truth. She’s fucking pregnant. “How long have you known?” I ask. Did she plan on telling me?
“What does it matter?”
“What does it matter?” I roar, seething with pain. She’s everything to me, and this should be a fucking happy moment.
“What the hell is going on here?” I turn and see Blade walk in with another guy. He smirks and shakes his head. “Martín, you finally caved. Take it to the back office.”
“I’m not going anywhere with him.” Roxanne glares at me, then back to her brother as if she’s putting it together. We’re not completely ignorant of each other.
“Rox, please. Just do it, damn it. Boss don’t need you causing a scene in the bar.” I hate how much she despises me, but I planned to fix it. I had to because I couldn’t live without her.
Roxanne huffs, then turns and walks toward the back and I follow. We enter, and I lock the door behind me. “I hate you. Did Cyber tell you about the baby? Is that why you came here?”
Cyber. Always Cyber. I’m about to ring his fucking nerdy, obstructing ass. “The bastard. I’m going to kill him. He didn’t say shit. I’m going to kill him. I knew it. He’s fucking in love with you.”
She crosses her arms and stands with her ass against the desk. Even pissed, she looks perfect. Her eyes give me the death stare I’ve been waiting for, but there’s something more—pain and longing. Something I know so much about. “Ha. At least someone is. Now, I’m not giving up my baby, so you can go back to Vegas and knock up the next sucker.”
“I didn’t come for the baby. In fact, until you put your hand on your belly, I didn’t know,” I tell her, trying to keep my balance even though I ache to pick up where we left off.
“Bullshit. One fucking gesture and you knew? He told you.”
“That son of a bitch didn’t say shit. I work and grew up in Vegas. I can read everyone. Well, almost everyone.” She thinks I’m talking about her, but it’s the fucking supposed friend that did this to me. As soon as I can, I’ll be exacting my revenge. Still, now is not the time. I need my woman, and I need her to understand that I didn’t give up on her.
“Then what are you doing here?” she asks, doing her best to not cry. It kills me to see her this way.
I take a seat in the chair because I left my cane in the rental and my knee isn’t pleased right now, and then I pull her onto my lap where she belongs.
“I told you. I came for what’s mine.” She moves to pull off me, but I bring her back down on me.
“I’m not yours.” She does her best to deny it, but her eyes give her away. She’s hurt and I feel like a prick for that, but her safety mattered more than anything.
“Yes, you are. Nothing and no one is going to get in the way again.”
This time she shoves my hands away and stands, pacing around the room. “Oh, no. I can’t do this. I can’t be pumped up with lies while you seduce me again and then run off. I won’t be used as a fucking toy when you get bored.”