Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 65671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
She thought wrong.
In the past two years, I had been through hell and back again. Denying myself and maintaining strict control were nothing new. I just hadn’t ever wanted something this badly before. Never mind the murders surrounding my club. I had finally found a woman I wanted, a woman I needed, and she was giving me hell.
The woman is a walking set of blue balls.
I hadn’t wanted to scare her with the gory details of what was happening. So I kept silent about what was happening and why I was staying away. Maybe that had been a mistake. I should have told her and asked her to wait. To be patient. Instead, Kelly had gone on a series of internet dates. One by one, I’d watched her doll herself up and meet random guys for coffee, drinks, even dinner.
It fucking tore through me every damn time.
I was pretty sure she was trying to make me jealous, and it worked. Probably more than she could have imagined. The guys never stood a chance—with her or with me. Luckily, I was so big that I didn’t really need to threaten the guys. I just needed to show up and glare at them until they took the hint.
How the damn woman could imagine I wasn’t interested . . .
She seemed to think I followed her around and drove past her house every night for fun. I shook my head. She was a mystery, that was certain. Especially the way her mind worked.
Kelly had her own brand of logic, among many other funny little quirks. Let’s just say critical thinking wasn’t high on Kelly’s list of character traits. I made a mental checklist, ticking them off one by one.
• Gorgeous
• Funny as hell
• Cute as a button
• Sexy as all get out
• Loyal
• Virtuous
• Friendly
• Impulsive
• Terrible driver
• Mine
She just didn’t know that last one yet. But she would. I just had to find a way to be with her and keep her safe from the killer at large. I was already setting things in motion.
Things had finally shifted. I had a plan now. Being with me was actually safer than her running all over the damn place by herself. I was sure her brother would see that too.
Probably.
“Pull over, dammit,” I muttered to myself. I could pull over and text her, but she’d been ignoring those lately. And I didn’t want her to text and drive. That infuriated me. It was so reckless and dangerous. Thankfully, Kelly didn’t do that.
Instead, I pulled up closer, riding her ass. I could have predicted what happened next.
Kelly slowed down. I could practically hear her telling me to ‘fuck off.’
I decided to add a few other qualities to the list.
• Stubborn
• Obstinate
• Cock tease
The woman had me tied up in knots and she wasn’t even trying. I was in a perpetual state of arousal around her. Even when I wasn’t around her, I was hot for her. Just thinking about her did it to me. And I had my guys taking surveillance photos, which had kept me company on many a lonely night. I scowled at the back of her head, her brown hair shining through her rear window. Maybe she was trying. If it was on purpose, she was way too fucking good at it! Especially for a virgin!
“Pull over!”
I never raised my voice. Never. And certainly not around a woman. But this time, I did. She must have heard me over the engine. Bless her, she put on her turn signal and found a parking lot behind the local Stop and Shop. It was a good spot to meet. Most of the people had parked in front at this time of day. There were some trees on either side of the lot to provide cover.
It was almost private.
I pulled up next to her car and got off my ride.
She opened the door and got out, already shouting at me. She barely noticed as I pulled off my helmet and stalked over to her.
“Honestly, you shouldn’t drive so close to me. You are a menace!”
I grunted, walking her backward until her back was against her car. I gripped her head and got really close to her. I only stopped when I was inches away.
“I missed you too, sweetheart.”
Her eyes opened wide a fraction of a second before my mouth came crashing down on hers. I’d been tense and crabby for weeks now. More than usual. It was pretty obvious to me that the reason was in my arms right now.
Not being near her was fucking torture.
Five minutes later, I lifted my head. Kelly looked stunned. Good. I knew she hadn’t been kissed by anyone but me. Not since we met. Maybe not ever. I hadn’t laid a hand on anyone else either. No sex. Nothing. I was not even tempted. In my case, it had been years, way before we met. In her case, she’d never been with anyone.