Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 68936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“Bye, Devin,” I sing happily as he turns and walks to the door. “Lovely seeing you again.”
He doesn’t look back.
He knows it’ll be pointless.
Devin is done here.
There is not a single thing he can do and he knows it.
He’s had to accept defeat and my god does it feel good.
Bye, bye, Devin.
22
TWO MONTHS LATER
“Seriously?” I whisper hiss, staring at the woman outside of the garage holding a young toddler in her arms. “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure,” Eve whispers back. “That baby belongs to Hugh. He had no idea. She’s like, some teacher or something. This is so juicy.”
“I’ve never seen her before, do you know who she is?”
Eve shakes her head. “Nope, Riggs just told me she showed up claiming the child is his and is even willing to do a DNA test!”
“Holy crap!”
“What are you two chooks clucking about over there?” Riggs yells, walking toward us.
We’re standing out the front of Wildflowers staring over at the drama unfolding outside the garage. Oh, it’s good alright. Hugh, and a baby. I wonder if that woman was someone he was close to? Did he like him? Were they in a relationship? Was it a one-night stand? I need to know more. I need to know all the juicy details.
“We’re spying on Hugh,” I tell Riggs, grinning when Adan, who is with him, steps up to my side and pulls me in with one lovely healing arm.
“Mind your business,” Riggs says, grabbing Eve the same way Adan just grabbed me.
“I can’t,” Eve says, shaking her head. “I really can’t. I mean, it’s as juicy as it gets. A school teacher, a biker, and a baby. I could write a book about this.”
“Oh, you should.” I nod. “It would be so good.”
Eve nods, eyes wide. “You’re right, it really would be.”
Riggs grunts. “God, you two are nosy. C’mon, let’s go and let the man process in peace.”
“Aw, come on, babe,” Eve says, pouting. “It’s so good.”
“You’ve got customers, get in there and do your job.”
She huffs and turns, walking back to the café. He smacks her on the bum as she goes and she throws a smile over her shoulder at him.
“You better go too,” Adan says, pressing his lips against my neck.
“You two need to chill the fuck out,” Riggs mutters. “You’re makin’ me sick.”
I laugh as he walks off toward the garage.
He’s probably right, we do need to chill out, but it’s so hard when we can’t get enough of each other. God, all we do is have sex. We are fucking in any place we possibly can. I’ve spent more days than not, sore from our escapades. Adan is an animal, and I’m loving every damned second of it.
“You want me to chill out?” he murmurs, nipping the flesh on my shoulder.
I moan.
“No. How long until your meeting?” I whimper as his tongue slides out and flickers against my skin.
My legs clench together.
“Ten minutes.”
“We only need three.”
I take his arm and pull him around behind the café where nobody usually is. They’re not due for lunch breaks anytime soon, so we should be safe. I press my back against the wall, taking Adan by his shirt and pulling him in close. I’m wearing a dress, I do that a lot these days for this very reason. Adan jerks the dress up and his fingers find my pussy, wet and ready. I reach for his jeans, freeing his cock and then he’s ripping my panties to the side and hooking my legs around his hips.
Then he’s fucking me, right there against the wall.
I moan, finding his mouth, hot and rough. I kiss him until my head spins, until my tongue hurts, until my lips burn. My fingernails claw into his flesh as his cock drives in and out of my body. I cum scarily fast, but that’s exactly how I want it to be.
He follows not long after with a feral hiss and a groan that makes my legs weak.
God.
I can’t get enough of him. I honestly can’t.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he murmurs, pulling away from me.
We clean up as best we can and he looks at me with those hooded eyes that make my tummy do funny things.
“I’ll see you later, handsome,” I murmur, leaning forward and kissing him again.
“Sooner, yeah?”
Always sooner rather than later.
Always.
He disappears toward the clubhouse and I make sure I’m presentable before walking through the back door of the café. Eve is in the kitchen and one look at me has her rolling her eyes. “You two better not be tarnishing my beautiful brick walls.”
“Oh, they’re tarnished. They’re so tarnished they don’t even know if they’re brick anymore.”
She laughs. “You disgust me, and yet I love it.”
I chuckle. “I better go anyway, I have a job interview.”
“At the hospital?” she claps happily.
“Yep, Daniel gave me an awesome reference so hopefully now I can work out of the actual hospital. That will be pretty awesome.”