Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
I got up early this morning and skipped out on the run into Houston. Being the MC’s road captain, I know I should go. But it was just a trip into Houston to pick up a shipment of guns. It was a regular route, and they had plenty of guys to go with them. Ruin understood. Especially after he researched Ava’s ex and his family and found out that Ava had her phone on for part of her trip into Texas. There’s no doubt she was being followed, and they’ll try to seek her out. We’ll have to be ready when her ex gets here. But we will be. We’re always ready for anything.
“What do you think, Tank? That going to hold or not?” I’m drawn from my thoughts when Maverick asks me a question.
I look at the fence he’s mending and nod. “Yeah, looks good.”
He and Glock came over early this morning to work on the fence line of the south pasture. They’re both ranch hands and prospects. They want to be members of the Diamond Kings, and if they keep going on this route, it will probably happen soon. They’re both committed to the MC.
We’re on the line behind my house and working our way to the front. I saw Ava earlier through one of the windows, and since then, I’ve tried to keep my mind off her, but I can’t. I left the phone we got last night on the counter for her, so maybe she’s passing the time with that.
We keep working along the line, and when we get toward the front of the house, I hold my hand out to Glock. “Pliers.”
When he doesn’t hand them to me, I look up and find him and Maverick staring toward the house. I raise my head, and my mouth falls open. On the front porch is Ava in a pair of too short shorts—What the fuck? Did I buy those for her?—and a fuckin’ sports bra. Nothing else. She’s stretching her arms over her head, and then suddenly she bends forward, putting her ass in the air.
I shoot to my feet. “Eyes on the fence, motherfuckers.”
Both the guys look at the fence, and when I’m sure that neither one of them will chance looking at her again, I stride toward the house.
When I get close, I say her name. “Ava.”
She doesn’t answer. As a matter of fact, she acts as if she can’t hear me. As I get closer, I see the earbuds in her ears, and I know she’s listening to music or something on them. She must have found my pair on the kitchen counter.
When I get up the steps and she still hasn’t noticed me, I take her in, looking her up and down. She’s got sweat rolling down her arms as she holds her position. Her body is perfection, and I move to the front of her and squat down so she’s looking at my face.
She goes to her knees and takes her ear buds out, smiling at me. “Hey, Tank.”
I try to keep my eyes trained on her face, but her breasts are right there, spilling over the top of her bra. “Ava, what the fuck?”
She looks at me, surprised. “What’s wrong? I can’t even exercise now?”
I look at her, taking it all in. Her pert breasts, bare midriff, shorts that don’t hide a damn thing. “In that? No. You can’t.”
She gapes, looking down at herself and then at me. “Tank, I’m wearing yoga shorts and a sports bra. I’m practically covered from head to toe. Seriously, I’ve worn less than this to the gym or to the pool before—”
“No,” I interrupt her, shoving my hands through my hair. “You really don’t understand, do you? See those guys over there?” I point at Maverick and Glock, who are still staring at the fence, thank God, because I would be ready to pummel them if I caught them looking at her again. “Do you have any idea what they were thinking while you were over here bending over and putting on a show?”
“That’s not what…” she starts, but I’m not ready to hear it. I know I’m being ridiculous. She makes me feel all caveman, and I swear I have the urge to start beating on my chest right now.
I grab her hand and pull her to her feet and then pick up the towel she was standing on. I walk inside, practically dragging her behind me. “It might not be what you’re trying to do, but you have no idea how much trouble you could have been in if those guys had tried something with you. What could you have done to stop them? And then they’d all be dead because I can’t even stand to think about them trying to touch you.”