Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
I cut my eyes back to Diego and watch as he looks over at the bed. His eyes go wide; clearly she was supposed to be gone before he got done washing the fucking whore off of him. There’s no way to misread this situation. I just huff, trying to act like my heart isn’t breaking when all I want to do is cry my eyes out.
Diego wraps the towel around his hips. Why he’s bothering with modesty now, I have no idea. He walks toward me and holds his hand out.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” I seethe.
“Emmalyn, this isn’t…”
“Save that for someone who’ll buy your bullshit, Kincaid.” I turn around and leave his room, slamming the door behind me for good measure.
Chapter 34
Kincaid
My control shatters the second the echo of the slammed door bounces off of the wall. I turn toward Bunny, who has the fucking audacity to smile at me as she drops the blanket from her chest, as if I’d be enticed by her body. She’s absolute nothing compared to Emmalyn. No one compares to Em; no one ever would.
“Have you lost your fucking mind?” I yell at her all the while clenching my fists and reminding myself that hitting a woman, no matter the situation, is wrong.
“She’s been hanging on you every second you’ve been home since she got here, Kincaid. Surely you’re tired of her by now.”
“Get the fuck out of this clubhouse!” I scream, pissed I’ve let this woman once again control a situation with me. “You’re fucking done!”
The door flies open, Kid and Shadow filling the door frame.
“What the fuck,” Shadow mutters.
“Kincaid?” Kid says, looking at me like there is a slight possibility that he believes the same thing Emmalyn has running through her beautiful little head right now.
I narrow my eyes at him, and he stiffens, realization coming a second too late for it not to piss me off.
“Get this skanky whore out of my clubhouse. If she ever steps foot on the property again, the member who allowed it will be out,” I tell Shadow as I head to my dresser to grab some clothes. “The member who brought her ass here initially needs to see me for a very fucking serious talk.”
“Wrench is the one who pulled her in,” Kid explains. I nod at him, grateful I don’t have to add restrictions to a grown man in the club.
“You heard him, Bunny. Get dressed. We’ll escort you out.” Shadow stands with his arms crossed over his chest as he waits for her to climb out of the bed and get dressed.
“Kincaid,” she whimpers. “What we have…”
“What we have? Are you crazy? A couple of blowjobs and you think we ‘have’ something?” I stare at her because surely she’s lost her mind. “I’ve never even kissed your lips, touched,” I wave my hand indicating her entire being. “I’ve never even had my hands on you. The closest thing to a caress you’ve even gotten from me is my hand on the back of your head when you can’t even seem to get a fucking blowjob right.”
I hear Shadow cough through a laugh. Apparently he’s had a few subpar blowjobs from her as well.
I tug on a pair of jeans without even bothering to waste time on underwear. “Out,” I repeat and point to the door when she seems to be taking her sweet fucking time getting dressed. I tug on a t-shirt, and not wanting to spend any more time in the room with her, I slide my feet into a pair of cowboy boots. The last thing I want is to spend the time it takes to lace up my combat boots.
I walk past Kid, who’s only a few feet inside of the room. Looking back into the room I tell him, “Burn the fucking sheets.”
***
I looked all over the clubhouse and couldn’t find Emmalyn anywhere. When I realized Rose had left, I knew Emmalyn was with her. I prayed that’s where she was. A text to Doc confirmed it, and I was on my bike and headed toward her less than a minute later.
With each mile brings more anger. I’m mad at the situation. I’m pissed at Bunny, but my frustration with Emmalyn running and not even listening to what I have to say is standing most prominent. I can’t think of any other way to show her that she’s the only woman I want. Was what she walked into a crazy situation? Of course it was, but she should have enough faith in me to at least let me explain.
I pull down the long driveway to Doc and Rose’s house taking deep breaths and trying to calm my nerves. I want her to understand and give me time to explain, but with the adrenaline and anger rushing through my veins right now, I know I’m going to have a hard time keeping a cool demeanor.