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)
The only thing that has kept me from freaking out is the fact that he’s kept me plastered to his side every second since we left the bedroom at Ian and Lorali’s. He even waited outside of the bathroom door when we stopped to get gas. Maybe I’m reading too much into things, but he’s just been… different. Nothing like I’d expected him to be after last night.
We head into the clubhouse with me right on his side, his hand in mine, but the second we step over the threshold and the door closes behind us he releases me and takes a step away.
“Why don’t you go find Rose? Grab you something to eat. I’ve got some things I need to take care of. I’ll come find you when I’m done.” He kisses me chastely on the forehead and walks away.
I’m left standing there with my jaw hanging near the floor as I watch him, Kid, Ace, and Shadow head down the back hallway and disappear around the corner. I don’t know what to do other than find Rose like he recommended.
Knowing she’ll more than likely be in the kitchen, I head in that direction. I smile when my eyes land on the vibrant woman, and I realize that I missed her. If she didn’t turn from the counter and hold her arms open for me to hug her, I think I would have hugged her anyway.
The emotion hits hard in her embrace, and I’m unable to control the tear that rolls down my cheek. Rose pulls from the hug, and her smile disappears when I do a shitty job of hiding the fact that I’m crying.
“Everything will be fine,” she says like I have any clue what the hell is going on. Am I the last one to know that Diego either regrets having sex with me or has decided he’s finished now that he’s scratched that itch?
“I’m fine,” I lie to her. I step away from her and head to the fridge for a bottle of water. I’m not really thirsty, but I need to step out of her space, which seems to pull all sorts of emotions with me.
No matter what lies he said to me to get me into bed with him, I refuse to be the whiny girl who can’t handle a one night stand. I don’t know what his intentions are going forward, but I’ll be damned if being treated like this after sex becomes a regular thing. He knew I wasn’t that type of girl from day one, and I refuse to be treated as such.
My anger grows exponentially as I lean against the counter and sip on the too cold water.
“Do you think it would be okay if I stay with you and Doc again?”
She turns toward me, and I can tell that she’s about to say no. “It will only be until I can get an apartment. I have enough saved up; I think I’d be able to make it work.” Her frown deepens. “I figured it’s better than a hotel for the next couple of nights. That would really chip into the money I’ll need for deposits.”
“You’re always welcome in our home, Emmalyn. Shouldn’t you stay here with Kincaid? I’m certain this is where he wants you.”
“I’m not particularly concerned about where Kincaid thinks I should be. I’m not going to sit around and wait until he beckons me to service him.” I spit his club name out like it’s the worst thing I’ve ever tasted.
“You know that’s not what he thinks of you.” I hate how she’s protecting him when she has no idea how he’s treated me since waking up this morning.
“Yeah, well after today I’m not so sure.” I leave the bottle of water on the counter and walk toward the door. “Give me about five minutes and I’ll be ready to go.”
I refuse to wait around and have Diego seek me out when he has time for me. I refuse to let this entire situation fester. I head down the hallway to search for him. Maybe I am reading too much into this. Maybe he’s just having an off day. Rose seems to think that I’m more than a club whore to him, and I want more than anything for that to be true.
I push open the door to his room, our room. My heart shatters at the sight of a clearly naked Bunny under the covers in the bed I’ve been sleeping in for the last three weeks. The bed that I’ve shared with Diego. She smiles sweetly at me like she’s happy that I walked in.
The last time she was in here naked on his bed it was clear in the aftermath that she wasn’t wanted here. Just as I am about to ask her what the fuck she is doing in this room, Diego walks out of the bathroom naked, drying his hair with a towel. Another quick glance back to the naked slut on the bed registers the flush to her cheeks and the messy tangle of her hair. Her hair looks like mine did this morning before I got in the shower. It looked that way after Diego was done fucking me stupid.