Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
But on nights like this, when Dalton was growing with every breath, and I felt so bitterly alone, I wasn’t so sure.
CHAPTER 3
Savage
I stood with my ear close to the conference room door, nervously tapping my fingers against my thigh as I tried to eavesdrop on my brothers in the next room. I couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and trepidation as I listened to them discuss my future with the club. I couldn’t hear everything—just a few random statements here and there, and it was making me a fucking mess.
“Savage is smart. He’s got good instincts, just like his ol’ man.” My pulse quickened as I listened to Guardrail say, “But I’m not sure he’s ready to take on such a demanding role. He’s just so damn young.”
“Yeah, I’ve mentioned that to him,” I heard my father grumble. “He didn’t agree.”
“I don’t either,” I heard Clutch interject. “You all saw him the night we went after the Demarco brothers. He was everything you’d expect a leader to be.”
“Clutch is right,” Smokey concurred. “He was on point. He always is, but we have no idea what the future holds for us. The whole new venture with Bruton could bring us a kind of heat that none of us have ever seen before. Are we sure he’s got the experience to...”
The walls felt like they were closing in on me. Their decision could make or break me, and that wasn’t a good feeling. All the sacrifices I’d made flashed through my mind, increasing the knot of tension in my shoulders. As eager as I was to learn my fate, I couldn’t stand there for a second longer. It was just too damn hard, so I stepped away from the door and headed out to my bike.
I kicked my leg over the seat and started the engine. It roared to life beneath me, and after a cleansing deep breath, I pulled through the gate and out onto the open road. As I leaned into the curves, the rhythmic hum of the engine helped to drown out the storm of thoughts that were raging inside my head.
I hadn’t been riding long when I found myself parked at the lookout—a place I always went whenever I needed to clear my head. I got off my bike and looked out at the ocean, taking in the salty breeze and the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks below.
I looked over my shoulder, and just like that, I could almost see my old pickup parked next to the rocks.
Londyn was sitting there with her long legs crossed. They were swinging back and forth as she sat next to me on the tailgate. We talked and laughed as we watched the light of the moon flicker over the waves.
It was something we’d done a million times.
The point was our special place.
It was where we’d fallen for one another and where we’d made love for the first time. It wasn’t planned. We’d just stopped by on our way home from the movies. The stars were shining bright, and there was a cool breeze as she nestled into the crook of my arm. I loved having her so close, but it was hard to keep my hands off her.
I wanted her.
Hell, I’d been wanting her for months—since the night I took her to Prom, but the timing never seemed right.
I stood up, and after taking a few steps, I found myself standing in front of her, staring into those beautiful eyes of hers. I wanted her so bad it hurt—literally. My growing erection was throbbing against the zipper of my jeans—just another sign of how much I burned for her, and seeing the way she was looking at me added fuel to the flame.
Londyn brought her hands up to my face and smiled. “I want to.”
“What?”
“I want to,” she pushed. “I’ve been wanting to, but I’ve been too nervous to say anything.”
“You never have to be nervous with me, Twinkles. It’s you and me against the world, remember?”
I lowered my mouth to hers, savoring the softness of her lips as they parted to welcome me in. She tasted like strawberries and sweet cream, and I couldn't help but moan into the kiss as our tongues tangled together. Her sweet taste was like a drug to me.
I couldn’t get enough, and I wanted more.
I could feel the hunger radiating off her as I slipped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer. A light moan vibrated through her chest as I deepened the kiss, my tongue tracing the seam of her lips before tangling with hers. Her hands roamed eagerly over my chest, pulling me closer as we lost ourselves in the sensation.
We were both getting lost in the moment, and it was clear that we were both ready to take the next step. Before things went too far, I broke the kiss, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I asked, “You sure about this?”