Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
“It’s nice to meet you, too,” Evie responded smilingly then turned to Moon. “I forgot to introduce you to Moon. He’s a friend of ours.”
Moon extended his hand at the introduction.
Larissa stared at it for several seconds before lifting hers to shake his. No sooner had his palm met hers than she was pulling it away.
The unusual way she shook his hand drew his notice. Until then, he really hadn’t paid any attention to her, his mind too occupied with trying to find out who had slipped into his room the night he got drunk. It wasn’t like there was anything about her that would have diverted his attention. Her brown hair was shoulder-length, her eyes almost the same shade as her hair, and with an average figure, there was nothing about her which would have given him a wow factor.
His interest in her piqued at her unusual behavior, then waned.
“Perhaps we should let her finish her meal before it gets cold,” he suggested. “It’s nice to meet you.” He gave her a nod before he moved around Evie and King to resume his seat at the table. Picking up his knife and fork, he went back to eating his food, his mind once again on who had slipped into his room.
He hadn’t taken Echo’s word that Ember didn’t wear underwear and had gone to her room to check out her drawers. She didn’t own one pair of underwear he could find.
“That was rude,” Evie said as she and King sat back down.
“I saved her life, didn’t I? You expect us to become BFFs now?”
Evie gave him a killing glare. “Lower your voice. Why are you being such an ass?”
Moon sighed then set his fork and knife on the plate. “I didn’t mean to be. I just have something on my mind that’s driving me nuts.”
Evie raised her brows at him. “Anything I can help with?”
“Nope, I’ll figure it out.”
“Let me know. I might not live at the club anymore, but I still count you as a friend.”
“Same.” Moon smiled at Evie, ignoring King’s watchful gaze.
His lips quirked up in a smile. Regardless of how long King and Evie had been married, he never let her eat alone with him when he stopped by to catch up with her.
Putting his plaguing thoughts behind him, he relaxed to enjoy their lunch.
They were still chatting when the woman who had been choking rose from the table. Her wince caught his attention, and when she would have passed by their table, Moon stood up to block her.
“Did I hurt you when I did the Heimlich?”
“I’m just a little sore. I’m sure it will go away.”
Moon frowned when Larissa took a step away so fast she bumped into a chair someone was sitting in.
“Excuse me,” she apologized then turned back to him.
“Maybe you should go by the ER and get checked out,” he suggested, staring at her.
Why was she acting so jumpy? Her reaction to him made no sense. He might have acted like an ass at the DMV, but he couldn’t understand why she had jumped back when he moved close to her. Did she think he was going to examine her?
“I’m good. Thank you. It’s only natural I’d be a little sore.”
Inexplicitly, Moon felt a spurt of concern for her. “You should be checked by your doctor. I could have hurt you.”
“I would know if you damaged anything.”
“Not unless you get checked out by a doctor. You may need an X-ray—”
“I don’t need an X-ray. I’m breathing fine.”
“I’d feel better if you saw a doctor,” he insisted. Next time, he would mind his own business. What if she sued? “I’d be willing to pay for you to be checked out by a professional.”
Moon knew he had fucked up when the woman’s eyes narrowed on him. He had just talked himself into a lawsuit if he had hurt her.
Before he could retract the offer, Larissa set her to-go container down on the table and pressed her fingers to each side of her ribcage. Then she took deep, strong breaths.
“There you go. All done.” She picked up her container again. “I’m good to go. Nothing is harmed. I’ll probably have some bruising, but nothing that will keep me from performing my normal activities.”
Moon gaped at her then started to get angry. Was she making fun of his concern for her?
“Now you have your medical opinion, free of charge. May I please get past you?”
Moon sat back down, his hands itching to turn her over his lap to administer a spanking he reserved only for women who had had been intimately involved with him and who had the wherewithal to know they had pushed him to give them the punishment.
Thankfully, the woman moved away while he was still debating whether it would be worth it to be arrested for assault.