Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
I felt like I’d been underwater this whole time, just waiting to resurface .
It felt like I had come back to life .
That was not an appropriate or rational response to seeing the girl who broke your heart after nearly a year .
So I waited. She owed me answers. And I needed time to prepare myself .
Be firm. Hard. Cruel, if need be .
Remember you’re a Goddamn Devil’s Rider, Whiskey! Not a teenage girl !
For some reason though, telling myself my heart was officially closed for business just didn’t ring true .
It wasn’t long before I saw her leaving Mae’s, pulling her denim jacket tight around her. I frowned, staring at her sexy bare legs. It was chilly out, and she wasn’t dressed warmly enough .
Dammit, couldn’t the woman even take proper care of herself ?!?
She froze in place when she saw me. Then slowly, very slowly, she walked up to me and stopped .
Not that she had much of a choice. I was parked right at the end of the ramp that led to the parking lot from the front door .
“What are you doing, Whiskey ?”
“Waiting for you .”
She glared at me, shooting daggers with those pretty blue eyes. But damn if she did not look beautiful doing it !
“You got out early .”
“I worked lunch .”
“Lunch and dinner. Good shifts. I guess Mae’s not mad at you for skipping town on her .”
She tossed that pretty head of hers. I stared hungrily as the shiny waves spilled over her shoulders. Even though I was supposed to be mad as hell, I couldn’t tear my eyes off of her. She looked so lovely, so perfect, so real .
I’d started thinking maybe I’d dreamed her up, truth be told. But she wasn’t a figment. She was irresistible .
And she was mine .
She just needed reminding of that .
Her golden hair was shining under the street lamp. Her eyes bright and defiant. Her curves impossible to cover, even though it was clear she was trying .
“Of course, she’s not. She knew where I was going. And why .”
I crossed my arms over my chest and fixed her with a hard stare .
“Care to fill me in on that ?”
“Where, or why ?”
“Both .”
She tossed her hair again and glared at me .
“No, I don’t .”
And then she walked her cute little self around my bike and down the sidewalk. I cursed, chasing after her .
“Becky. We need to talk .”
“No, we don’t .”
“Yes, we do. You took off on me without a word. Why? Where have you been?” I ran my hands through my hair. “Are you okay ?”
I could have kicked myself for the worried tone of my voice. I wasn’t being hard and firm. I sounded like I was begging .
Hell, I was begging .
She didn’t answer me. She didn’t even slow down. If anything, those sexy legs of hers picked up steam. I was trying to think of what to do or say when she finally spoke. I was caught off guard by the raw sound of her voice .
“Don’t .”
“ Don’t what ?”
She stopped abruptly and turned to face me, her eyes shining with unshed tears. I almost fell over at the look in her eyes. She was hurting bad .
Hurting because of me .
Had I done something? Damn if I could remember anything but worshipping her sweet little ass .
But there was no getting around that look .
“Don’t pretend you care .”
“Don’t be like that, sweetheart …”
I reached for her but she swatted my hands anyway .
“Don’t you dare call me that either !”
She took off again. This time I was hot on her heels. I wasn’t giving her a chance to run off again .
Besides, it wasn’t safe for a girl like her to be out here all alone at night. She was far too tempting. And the thought of someone putting their filthy paws on her was unacceptable to me .
I left my bike at the diner and followed her home. She didn’t say another word either. She just gave me a furious look when we got to Mae’s house. Then she stomped up the front walk, opened the door and slammed it shut .
I stood there, staring at the house and wondering what in the world had just happened .
And what the hell I was going to do to get my woman back .
Chapter Six
Becky
I nearly melted all over the floor as I stepped inside, shutting the door. I felt like a human puddle. Whiskey had followed me the whole way home, not giving up even when I refused to speak another word to him .
He’d eventually fallen back and let me walk ahead of him, keeping pace about five feet behind .
I leaned against the door, resisting the urge to look out the peephole .