Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
“So I know I wanted to take your mind off your ex, but can you tell me what happened between you two? How long did you date? How’d you meet?”
“You really wanna know that stuff?”
“Only if you feel comfortable telling me, but I want to know everything about you. The good, the bad, and even the ugly.”
“And Nick is definitely the ugly part.”
He chuckles, brushing his hand over his scruffy chin. I love that he leaves it just long enough for me to scratch my nails through it.
“We met at a college party and were actually friends for a few months before he asked me out. We dated for a total of fourteen months. It was after I hung out with Trace a few times.”
Diesel audibly groans, and I smirk at how jealous he gets.
“Do you still talk to him?” he asks.
“Just as friends,” I reassure him. “That’s all we ever were, so don’t get your panties in a bunch.”
“He sure as fuck didn’t look at you like y’all were only friends.”
“You met him one time,” I remind him, smirking. “Calm your tits.”
“As long as when our secret is out, he knows it too.”
“It’s a small town. Everyone will know within twenty minutes.”
He grunts, squeezing my hand tighter. “Good.”
“Anyway…” I grin. “When I found out Nick had cheated on me, he apologized and begged me to give him another chance. He promised over and over he’d never do it again and tried to win me back. I told him there was no chance in hell because he’d broken our trust, and I couldn’t forgive a man who did that to me. Being honest and having open communication are two of the most important things to me, and he violated them both.”
“Well, I’m truly sorry he did that, but I’m also thankful as fuck because it brought you to me.”
Diesel and I talk for hours. Even though we seem to know a lot about the other, we share more intimate and personal things. We laugh and tease each other, and before the night is over, I feel closer than ever to him.
It’s just what I needed after the shitty way my day started.
CHAPTER NINE
DIESEL
Ever since that night a week ago when Rowan came over almost in tears, we’ve grown closer both physically and emotionally. We’re still taking things slow and sneaking around, but after years of pining for her, it feels amazing to have my feelings for her reciprocated. Though I’m not getting much sleep, every second I spend with her is well worth the three hours I do get.
“You wake up gettin’ your dick sucked or something?” Riley taunts as we walk out of the shop.
“That or he’s gettin’ it regularly,” Grayson adds.
“How about y’all mind ya damn business,” I say smugly, flashing my teeth.
“Shoulda seen him in Vegas,” Riley tells Grayson. “Could barely handle himself around all the blondes.”
“Look who’s talkin’? You married one of them.”
He points at me, smirking. “True, but she wasn’t blond.”
Riley’s back to working full-time, which means he’s returned to giving me shit as much as possible. Baby Zach was born over a month ago, and even though he was a little early, he’s doing great.
“Probably some town skank,” Grayson adds.
“Don’t worry, I was thinkin’ about your sister the whole time,” I spit out and immediately move out of Riley’s punching range. Rowan made a good point the other day that it’ll raise red flags if my normal teasing about her disappears. She insists that we need to keep arguing around people.
“Dude, I swear to God,” Riley growls, running after me as I rush toward the B&B and fly up the steps. He knows once we’re inside, he can’t try to kick my ass around the guests. As soon as I whip open the door and go in, he pushes my back and has me nearly flying into John. And he doesn’t look happy.
“Guys.” He steadies me, then steps back. “Behave or leave.”
“Sorry.” I swallow hard and hold back my smile. “I tripped.”
John snaps his eyes to Riley who’s giving him his best innocent look while Grayson covers his mouth with his hand, trying not to laugh.
“Hurry and eat so you can get out,” John tells us before walking away.
The three of us make our way to the breakfast buffet and fill our plates full before taking a seat at one of the tables. We’re chatting about what we need to do the rest of the day when Maize, Kenzie, Elle, and Rowan all walk out of the kitchen.
Shit.
“Oh, if it isn’t the morning freeloader crew,” Maize says smugly as she holds a plate of fresh muffins.
“Got a blueberry one?” Grayson asks, ignoring her snide comment.
“Not for you, asshole,” Kenzie replies before Maize can.
Riley and I burst out laughing as Grayson narrows his eyes at her. “Pretty sure I didn’t ask you.”