Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
Really, I don’t think Wesson was ready to have company because it’s been nice the two of us, but his brother will do anything to keep Diem happy. When she got wind of what went down … well, I had some explaining to do. She seems to have processed all of it and has been chomping at the bit to see me.
While stayed in Florida a few days getting my life sorted, Karma, Hollis and Maritza also remained. They stayed for Maritza to get some IV antibiotics at the Sinister Sons clubhouse. By the time we got back, and I was coming down from the adrenaline rush. It felt like every Hellion alive was swooping in at the Oasis Inn. They truly did ride in for Wesson getting there not long after he got me back to my room.
My little hideaway was no longer a secret. The Inn that Stone immediately bought since my room was a crime scene, and the Sons take care of their own. Stone swears it wasn’t a purchase just to keep me from paying fees to the owners. He says he got a good deal and it’s a smart investment. I don’t know about that, but he told me not to worry about it. I think he’s more about keeping me out of trouble than either of us care to admit. He’s an ass to outsiders, but to the people around him, he’s got a different side. Whatever woman gets him will get a level of loyalty not found often in men today.
I think that is the biggest lesson all of this chaos has given me. There is no greater loyalty ever found over the level anyone in a motorcycle club has. I never thought of the Hellions as a gang. But I didn’t fully understand their life and the depth of the word family until now.
Since coming back, this is the part I have been most scared of … facing Diem and the lies I told.
Wes looks to Colt who gives Diem’s shoulder a squeeze where he stands behind her. “We talked about this babe. She thought she was protecting you and my brother. You would have done the same thing.”
Diem sighs before giving a nod. “I’m sorry, Emmalee. I hate that you went through this all alone. It hurts me that you didn’t let me in.”
I look down and then back up. “I wasn’t alone the whole time, I made friends in Florida. I thought if I told you then you would convince me to stay here. She was my mom, good or terrible, she was all I thought I had left. Turns out I had a place there with Stone and crew. But also, here. I just couldn’t think straight. Once I made the first move, I didn’t feel like I could stop.”
Wesson lets out a low growl and I pat his chest playfully. “Sons are affiliates, not friends.” He tries to clarify.
“Stop it. Stone was kind to me.” I defend and Colt lets out a whistle. “I consider him a friend, Wes.”
“Baby girl,” Wesson leans over his breath coming in hot against my ear, “no biker is ever kind for the sake of kindness. He wanted in your pants. He just hadn’t made a move yet since you worked for him.”
I gasp. He doesn’t let it go there. I don’t need to know what a man thinks about me, but Wesson is Wesson and lays it out.
“Can’t blame him. You got sweet pussy. Kinda snatch a man gets addicted to.” He kisses the spot on my neck just behind my ear, and then whispers, “wanna have another taste tonight.”
I feel the heat covering my face. “Wes, we have company.” In the rush of being alive and losing my mom, Wes and I did have some nights together both in Florida and since getting back here. While we haven’t had sex, he has indeed had a taste and enjoyed it. I’ve missed his touch more than I realized.
Diem is the one to laugh, “we’re family. He ain’t sayin’ anything Colt doesn’t say. As long as you two don’t start doing the dirty in front of us, we’re good.”
“You do that, I’m gonna have to take Diem to a room and that’s just another set of sheets to wash,” Colt jokes.
“Oh my God, y’all stop.” I tell them full on feeling myself blushing. I know Diem had sex before Colt. Me though, I don’t have that level of experience. I should probably share that with Wes, but again, it’s not something we have discussed.
Maybe that’s where this all went wrong. I haven’t shared enough with him.
“Alright, we’ll stop with the sex talk,” Diem concedes. “What’s next? You are coming back home for good right?”
I feel Wesson’s arm tighten around me. We haven’t talked about what is next. I know Diem is my best friend, but I wish to have this conversation with Wes first.