Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Watching her climb into Rose’s SUV and drive away without insisting she stay, or pulling her back into the clubhouse and forcing her to tell me what was wrong, was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I glare at Kid as I climb the steps to the front door.
“What the fuck just happened?”
He takes a step back, and I sneer in his direction, oddly pleased with the fear I see in his eyes. “She just walked out of here with a bag full of her things.” I point in the direction of the retreating car. “What happened to make her leave?”
“I don’t know, Kincaid.” I feel Shadow’s hand on my shoulder, and it’s calming just like it always is. His calming power in situations like this is eerie as fuck.
“I took her shopping today.” I snap my head back up to Kid. He takes another step back. “I swear to Christ I didn’t go into the lingerie store with her. She made me stay outside.”
“She went to a fucking lingerie store?” I yell. I’m floored by this information, and knowing something spooked her after shopping at a place like that earlier has me, even more, agitated.
“As far as I know, she’s been in her room since we got back.” Kid has moved off to the side, leaving the path to the front door clear.
“Motherfucker!” I rage as I walk into the clubhouse and down the hall to the closed door of her room.
I throw the door open and walk inside. She left in such a hurry the drawers of the dresser aren’t even closed. I pinch the bridge of my nose between my fingers when I see the keys to the door sitting on the dresser, abandoned, indicating she has no intention of ever returning. I’ll give her time to cool off with whatever she’s going through but leaving her alone for good isn’t going to happen.
She should’ve saved her goodbye for someone who’d actually listen to it. I leave the room and lock the door behind me, pocketing the keys as I open the door to my own room.
The second I step in I know exactly why she left and what she meant by the present waiting on my bed. Not even bothering to close the door I walk further in the room.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” Bunny smiles from her naked position in the center of my bed.
“Waiting for you,” she says playfully and spreads her legs wider. “Figured you’d like me to relieve some of the stress from your trip.”
“Get the fuck out of my room.” I’m seething, and the fall of her face only pisses me off even more. Who the fuck does this bitch think she is?
“Kincaid,” she whines.
I hold my hand up to stop the drivel she plans to let come out of her mouth. “I don’t want to hear another word out of your mouth. There’s no telling what you told Emmalyn, but I’m pretty fucking certain you’re the sole reason she just packed her shit and left.”
The smile that lights her face up at my news nearly has me grabbing her by the throat. “You better make yourself scarce around this clubhouse, little girl. If the guys didn’t like fucking that nasty pussy of yours so bad, I’d ban you from the property.”
I step aside as she climbs off the bed, making sure she doesn’t touch me as she gathers her clothes from the floor. “One more slip up, one more word out of your mouth to Emmalyn, and you’re out. Do you fucking understand me?”
She opens her mouth as if she going to say something but I hold my hand up and point to the door. “Out!”
She jumps at the rage in my voice and scurries out.
“Welcome home,” I mutter and begin to strip the blankets and sheets off of the bed.
***
The text from Doc while I was in the shower informed me that Emmalyn is at their house. I’m able to take a deep breath, thankful she didn’t opt for the bus station. Rose mentioned that Em had said something about getting a bus ticket. That was, of course, right after she got here. Right after she saw you standing with Bunny in the kitchen, my brain reminds me.
She has a job in town now and even though I hate the idea of her going to work at a bar every night while drunk guys undress her with their eyes, I know it may be one of the factors that kept her in town at Doc’s house rather than jumping the very first bus out of town tonight.
I regret throwing Bunny out of the room before insisting she relay verbatim what she said to Emmalyn. As much as I want to know, it would be a cold day in hell before I tracked her disgusting ass down to ask her now. I pace the length of my room trying to figure out the best way to approach this. Instinct tells me to go over there and throw her over my shoulder, not giving her a choice, and carry her back. I’d keep her in my bed until she saw reason and understood that Bunny isn’t even a blip on my radar.