Smokin’ Hot – Smoke Read Online Abbi Glines

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Crime, Forbidden, Mafia, New Adult Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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“Who the fuck are you?” Max asked him.

Saxon turned his gaze to Max, then back to me. “Start moving, Haisley.”

“Do you seriously think I’m going to move in with you? Then, what? The baby is born, and you snatch it away from me and kick me out? I don’t think so, Saxon.”

“I’m not taking the baby from you. I am taking responsibility. It’s my baby too. I don’t want you starving it by not being able to eat enough and walking to work and cleaning hotel rooms. Goddammit! Just get your stuff, and let’s go. Why do you make everything so fucking difficult?”

Sherry stood up then and looked at me with her mouth agape. “That is your baby daddy? Are you shitting me right now? Jesus God Almighty, why are you arguing with him? Do you need glasses, girl?”

“Shut up, Sherry. Not everyone thinks with their pussy. She doesn’t want to go,” Max yelled at her.

Sherry rolled her eyes. “Give it up, Max. Do you see this man? He’s fucking hot, and, dude, she is pregnant. Get that through your head. She’s all long hair and pretty eyes and big tits right now, but she’s gonna be big and pregnant soon. Besides, she’s not into you.”

This just got weirdly awkward. I hadn’t known Max was into me. In fact, I had kinda thought he wasn’t into girls.

Saxon stalked over to my bag and jerked it up, and then he started toward me. I backed up, but he kept advancing.

Holding up both hands, I tried to stop him. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” he snapped.

“Don’t touch her,” Max shouted, coming up behind him.

Saxon’s eyes flared before he spun around, and in one swift move, he pulled a gun from under his shirt and pointed it at Max.

“What the fuck?!” Max shouted.

“Oh my shit!” Sherry squealed.

“Saxon.” I said his name as calmly as I could. My heart was racing as I stood there.

Max had gone pale, and Sherry was frozen with a look of horror on her face.

“Haisley is leaving with me. If you would kindly back the fuck up, I’d appreciate it.” His voice was so polite, as if he wasn’t pointing a pistol at my roommate.

He slid it back into the hidden holster at his back, then turned to look at me. “Let’s go.”

“Let me get my other bag,” I said softly, afraid to raise my voice.

He might have spoken as if he wasn’t angry, but the rage in his eyes was unmistakable. I didn’t know this Saxon. If I had, I was positive I would not be pregnant right now. This Saxon scared me. I didn’t want this to be the father of my baby.

“Haisley, I can call the cops,” Max said.

“Shut up, you idiot!” Sherry hissed at him.

I shook my head and picked up my other bag. “No. It’s fine. I should go. I’m sorry,” I said to both of them, then turned to walk over to Saxon, who opened the door, watching me closely.

“You have my number,” Max called out.

“Fucking shut up!” Sherry threw a shoe at him this time.

I said nothing.

Saxon nodded at both of them as if he had been there for a friendly visit, then closed the door. I let out a sigh of relief. He hadn’t hurt them.

He took the other bag from my hand. “This way,” he said, then began walking, expecting me to follow.

I didn’t have on sleeves, and the night air was cold. I’d left my toiletries and towel in the bathroom, but there was no way I was going to ask him to let me go get it. My heart was racing as I thought about the fact that I couldn’t get away from him. I was going to have to live with him.

What about his parents? Didn’t they live there? He was just going to move me into their house?

This time, he opened the passenger door for me and tossed my two bags into the backseat, then stepped back to let me in. I climbed in, and he closed the door behind me. To think I had sworn I’d never get in this truck again. I was angry that he had the power to make me do it.

When he was inside and buckled, I looked over at him. “I have a job. I need to tell them something. I can’t just not show up.”

“You can call and let them know.” He cranked the truck.

“I don’t have a phone.”

“I’m going to get you one.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Yes, I am.”

“I didn’t ask you for help.”

“Doesn’t matter. You’re getting it.”

I let out a frustrated groan and stared out the window. He’d actually pulled a gun on Max. Saxon, with his beautiful face, his dimples, and his curls. He didn’t look like a guy who would even own a gun. Knowing he was in the Mafia was one thing. Seeing it was very different. Levi and Kye looked like they could be dangerous. But not Saxon.


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