Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Nope. Only child. But my parents both had a lot of brothers and sisters, so I had a fuck ton of cousins around while I was growing up. I was closest to Kesha, who’s eight years older than me. She was the one who realized how good I was at a hobby I’d taken to and pushed my parents to help me pursue it.”
She was also the one who kept my ass out of trouble when I hacked a government server my senior year of high school. After I graduated, she was the reason I wound up with the Silver Saints. I’d been doing stupid shit for the wrong people, and she worried about me. Her best friend was the old lady of an SS patch. Kesha recognized that I needed a mentor and a cause to pursue.
My dad had taught me to ride a motorcycle when I was younger than I should have been, and I got bit by the bug. I’d used most of the money I’d make from hacking to buy a bike and fix it up. When Kesha mentioned her worries to her friend, Lainey, she passed it on to her old man. A few days later, Mac showed up at my door and asked me if I wanted to put my skills to use for the Silver Saints. And the rest was history.
I decided not to go into my “talents” quite yet. Another thing that could wait until I knew it wouldn’t freak her out.
Lorelei crashed about an hour before I finally called it for the night and pulled into the parking lot of the next decent hotel I found. After parking, I plucked my phone from the center console and made sure we’d have a room for the night—the right room.
“Are we stopping here?” Lorelei asked sleepily, blinking her hazy blue eyes at me. Too fucking adorable.
“Yeah, baby. Just gonna go check us in.” I opened the driver’s side door and was stepping out when she did the same thing. Frowning, I gestured to the car. “Why don’t you wait here and relax?”
“I’d rather stretch my legs and um…” Her cheeks turned pink, making me wonder if that pretty blush would cover her whole body when I made her come. I raised an eyebrow and waited. She huffed and loudly whispered, “I have to pee, okay?”
Unable to help myself, I laughed, but swallowed it quickly when she glared at me. “Let’s go, firecracker.”
I waited for her to come around the front of the car, then put my hand on the small of her back and guided her to the hotel’s entrance. Our chemistry practically sizzled when we touched, and my cock twitched at the heat radiating from her body.
Once we were in the lobby, I took a deep breath, trying to fill my lungs with anything other than her tantalizing scent as I gently pushed her toward the restrooms. “I’ll check us in.”
She nodded, and when she was out of sight, I whipped my phone back out and fiddled with it for a few moments. Then I shoved the device back into my pants and stalked up to the front desk. “I need a room for tonight,” I informed the woman—Vida, according to her name tag—who was smiling pleasantly at me.
“Of course, sir. Let me see what I have available.” She tapped on her keyboard for a few minutes before smiling at me again. “I have a lovely room on the fourth floor with a king bed and—”
“No, no.” Lorelei’s voice interrupted her, and we both turned our attention to my girl, who walked up to stand beside me. “We need separate rooms, please.”
I shook my head before she finished speaking. Grasping her arm, I pulled her a little bit away and murmured, “I can’t protect you if you’re in another room.”
Lorelei mulled that over for a few seconds, and I expected her to push back, but instead, she nodded. “Okay. I have to admit, I’d feel safer with you in the same room.”
I smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead to let her know I appreciated her quick agreement. Then I smirked when I pulled back and saw the dreamy expression on her gorgeous face.
By the time I led her back to the desk, the fog had dissipated. “One room. But we need one with two beds please,” she said before I had a chance to speak.
I hid my triumphant smile, silently patting myself on the back for thinking ahead.
Vida clicked away at her computer, her smile slowly morphing into a frown. “I could have sworn…” she mumbled. Then she glanced up at us apologetically. “I’m terribly sorry, but I only have a room with a single bed. I thought we had plenty of others, but…” She shook her head, looking puzzled. “I only have rooms with a king bed available.”