Rusty Nail Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Uncertain Saint’s MC #6)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Uncertain Saint's MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
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I hid my smile.

“Are you sure I shouldn’t be…I don’t know… read my rights?” I asked.

He chuckled. “I don’t know. Should you?”

I didn’t like that smile on his face. The fact that he was laughing at my inner turmoil had my chest expanding and my eyes narrowing as I placed both of my hands on my hips.

“You don’t have to make fun of me!” I informed him haughtily.

His grin disappeared. “I’m not making fun of you. I’m wondering what you’re holding back from. This is the exact same shit you did at Hail Auto Recovery. Travis said as much.”

I sighed.

“I’m nervous. I don’t like change,” I admitted. “Are you sure you want me here? And in your house? That seems like you’ll see me too much.”

Wolf snorted.

“I’m in my office about twenty percent of the time, if not less. Usually only for lunch and then I’m gone.” He pointed to his desk in an as-you-can-see gesture. “I work about sixty hours a week. You’ll be safe here, though. The Uncertain Saints have this office wired, as well as practically the whole block.”

He took my hand and led me to the window.

“You’re safe going across the street to the diner. You’re also safe in Lenore’s shop,” he pointed to a building down the road.

“Oh,” I said. “I didn’t realize that she was this close to you,” I admitted.

He rumbled in agreement.

“You’re also safe at Annie’s hair salon there.” He pointed at another building next to Lenore’s shop.

Relief started to seep into me.

Knowing I wasn’t trapped really did a lot for my anxiety level.

“What about when I’m done here and want to go home?” I asked.

“Then I’ll take you. Or, if I’m not available, one of the boys.” He led me back to his chair. “You can take my desk until we can get you a new one. Sometimes Mig’s office is here as well, but his shit’s in the backroom so you won’t need to touch that area unless he asks you to. Okay?”

I nodded my head.

“Bathroom?” I asked, just thinking of the idea.

“Backroom,” he said, pointing at the door across the wide-open room.

While I was looking, he bent down and placed his mouth on mine.

I gasped and he took advantage of the situation, delving his tongue into my mouth.

I lost my balance and ended up on the desk, which he took one step further and leaned me backwards.

Old food bags crunched, and something heavy knocked to the floor by my foot, but I was too lost in that kiss to notice…or care.

When he let me back up for air a few moments later, I gasped and stared up at him in shock.

“You can’t do that when we’re at work like this!” I hissed, pushing off the desk and away from him.

I looked over to see if Griffin saw but realized that the filing cabinets hid us from his view.

Thank God.

The windows to the outside, however, were open wide.

Anyone who wanted to look in could see.

“Don’t do that again,” I ordered him.

Wolf’s smile was wide, and he shook his head at me.

“If I want to fuck you on that desk with the whole world watching, you’ll let me,” he taunted me.

My brows likely raised to the roof on that statement.

“What the hell makes you think that?” I crossed my arms over my chest and started to tap my foot.

“Because you can’t get enough of me. You like me. You lose your mind when I’m on top of you, my body down the length of yours. You won’t be able to help yourself,” he teased.

I rolled my eyes.

I’d said those words this morning to him while we’d been fucking.

“I’m going to stay silent during our lovemaking if you don’t watch it,” I pointed at him for emphasis.

He flashed his white teeth before yanking on my finger that was outstretched toward him.

I went, liking my finger attached to my body, and landed against him with a hard thump.

Breathless from the kiss already, I lost what little I had left and glared.

“I’m going to go to work. If you want food, call the diner. They’ll deliver. Tell them to put it on the Rangers’ account, comprende?”

I gave him a thumbs-up, even though both of my arms were around his back.

“Good.”

Then he was gone, Griffin following him a few moments later, leaving me alone in the office staring after them.

Chapter 12

Classy as balls.

-T-shirt

Wolf

I wiggled my jaw as I stared at the man on the floor with a look of such disdain that it was a surprise he didn’t burst into flames from the scathing look I directed at him.

“Mother fucker,” I growled. “What the fuck was that for?”

My head was now pounding, and I hadn’t been gone from the office for even fifteen minutes.

That’s how long it’d taken me to get a call from Travis and then immediately detour to this little peckerhead’s place to find him not only fucking with my life, but fucking with my sister’s life.


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