Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
I kissed him. “There’s always phone sex, baby,” I reminded him.
He groaned, closing his eyes and opening them back up again. “I’m willing to settle for it, even if my hand isn’t going to feel as good as your pussy wrapped around me.”
When we got downstairs, I heard hollering coming from the bar room. Travis and I paused and listened, instantly picking up Luke and Amy’s voices. “You need to fucking stay here!” Luke yelled. “For fuck’s sake, Amy, you don’t know shit about Black Skulls’ territory!”
“I’m fucking getting out of here today and finding something to do whether you like it or not!” she yelled back. “We’re not even together, Luke, so get the stick out of your fucking ass and fuck off!”
I could tell that Amy was pissed. Not only because she was screaming, but her voice was shaking. She was only moments away from punching Luke in the face, and I didn’t particularly want to see how ugly that would get. Amy had a better hold on her temper than I did, but she would still fly off the handle when someone tried to stop her from doing what she wanted to do.
With a heavy sigh, I walked into the barroom, Travis following behind me. They had gained a small crowd, but I didn’t think Luke and Amy even noticed they were no longer alone. Luke opened his mouth to say something else, but I cut him off. “Don’t even, Luke. She’s got a point.”
He glared at me. “What the fuck do you know?” he spat at me.
Travis put a hand on his shoulder. “Just let it go, man. Amy’s right. You two aren’t together, so you don’t have any right to control anything she does. Hell, even if you were together, stopping her from going out is taking shit a bit too far. Let Amy do what she wants.”
Luke clenched his fists and stormed out of the room. Travis sighed and kissed me. “Go on and do what you want.” He slipped me his credit card. “Get what you want or need. You probably won’t even see me until tonight. I’ve got to get things running around here, starting with calming Luke down.”
I nodded and kissed him again. He walked off after Luke, and I turned to Amy, grinning. I waved the card in her face. “What do you say to some shopping?”
She grinned, but I could see the pain residing in her eyes. We walked out to my car. Amy was silent the entire ride, so I just played music and hummed along to it. She would talk to me when she was ready.
When we got to the mall, Amy and I went straight to one of the clothing stores. “When are you going back to the Bloody Royals?” Amy asked me.
“Tomorrow evening,” I told her, arching an eyebrow at her in curiosity. “I should make it there about midnight. Why?”
She sighed and turned to face me. “I think I’m going to go back with you.”
That surprised me. I would have thought she’d want to stay behind with Luke. After all, there was nothing that the Bloody Royals had for her anymore. She was a free woman considering Nicholas was dead, and she didn’t really want anything to do with her mother.
“I’d love for you to come back with me,” I finally said. “But care to explain why you want to?”
She heaved a sigh. “Luke knocked me up.” I barely hid my surprise. “He doesn’t know, and I’m not going to tell him until he mans up and stops fucking twisting me all around. I don’t want him to be with me just because he got me pregnant. I want him to face the feelings that I know he has for me. I’m hoping distance will do that.”
I frowned at her. She made sense, but my question was, what in the hell was she going to do if Luke never decided to get his shit together? She would kind of be up shit creek without a paddle.
“What are you going to do if he never does the right thing and lets you walk?” I asked her. “Will you tell him then?”
She shook her head no. “I just won’t come back. It’s as simple as that. Your dad has always thought of me like a daughter, so I know he’ll help me until I can get on my feet. I’ve already talked to him about it.”
Amy was making a smart decision in putting some distance, but I didn’t think she should have to take care of a baby by herself. She was smart and strong-willed; she would be able to do it, with or without Luke’s help, but it wasn’t right. She didn’t make this baby by herself. But I knew the Bloody Royals had always considered her one of us, so she would have help no matter what.