When He Reads to Me Read Online T.L. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Dark, Forbidden, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
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I see Mason on the other side. He nods to me before he leans down and places a kiss on Letti’s lips. I turn away and look back down to my cell as Mason speaks, “Lissie.” I turn back to him. “Milo is hunting your husband,” he says, and my eyes go wide. “He didn’t make payment and skipped town. I was sent here to ask you if you’ve seen him.”

“No, I haven’t,” I say, shaking my head. “Where is Milo?”

“He’ll be back later. He’s following a lead.”

A lead that might take him straight to my husband, I guess.

“Thanks,” I say as he kisses Letti again.

I head to my bedroom and sit on the bed, feeling the weight of the decision ahead. I start searching for plane tickets to my father, unwilling to endure a six-hour drive. After a few minutes of scrolling, I find a one-way flight leaving tomorrow. Booking it feels like the first step in a long journey ahead of me.

The check should clear in a few days, and I do have money saved. Fuck it!

Cody has clearly moved on, and I guess I have as well.

After buying the ticket, I press call, and Milo answers straight away. “Did you find him?” I ask, lying back on my bed.

“No. Any idea where he would be?”

“Maybe his mother’s, but I doubt it,” I tell him honestly. She always hated me, thinking I was the issue when it was always him.

“Hmm…” is all I get in return.

“Milo.” I hear the deep hum he makes at his name. “I’m leaving tomorrow. Thought I would let you know.”

He goes quiet for a moment before he says, “I’m out of town. I won’t get back until tomorrow.”

“I wanted to say goodbye in person, but I guess over the phone is how we will have to do it,” I tell him.

He doesn’t respond right away, and I think he’s hung up. “Goodbye, Elizabeth,” he finally says in a whisper.

Then the phone goes dead.

“Move over.” My body is gently nudged in the early hours of the morning. I wake slightly to feel Milo climbing in behind me. I know it’s him, without a doubt. His arms wrap around me, and he pulls me to him tight. As he grips me for dear life, I feel he has taken his shirt off but still has his jeans on.

“You’re here.”

“Rode all night,” he says into my hair. He brushes it aside, and I feel him kiss my neck. “Sure am going to miss you, Pretty Lady.”

I smile sadly. “I found my father,” I tell him. “Well, kind of. I’m meeting with him next week, so I just want to go now and find a place to stay and set up a little.”

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me.”

And something in my chest hurts at his words.

“Milo, I’m sorry if I hurt you.”

“You didn’t,” he replies, and I push myself back into him a little more. “Now, go to sleep. I’ll take you to the airport tomorrow.”

It’s not long before his breathing evens out, and I hear him softly snore as he holds me tight.

My decision weighs heavy on me as I drift off to sleep.

Chapter 33

Milo

“Pretty Lady, I’ll miss you.”

When I wake, she’s already up and ready, coming back into the bedroom in jeans and a knitted sweater, her long black hair tied up. She smiles at me when she notices I’m awake.

“I didn’t want to wake you, but I do have to go,” she says.

I look around the room and notice it’s now empty of her things. I’m not even sure she had much to begin with.

“I’m rich. Did I tell you that?” She beams at me, and a part of me is so fucking mad that she’s so fucking happy to be leaving. While the other part would never do anything to hold her back.

Pushing the blankets off, I swing my legs to the side of the bed before I stand. Reaching for my shirt that I threw on the floor last night, I put it on and then face her. “Congrats,” is all I can manage to say.

“Did you find him?” she asks in a small voice. “Cody, I mean. Did you find him?”

“No. He’s lucky I didn’t.”

“Don’t kill him… if you find him. Please don’t, Milo.”

“Why do you care if he lives or dies? He was an ass to you,” I growl, stepping closer to her because I can’t help myself.

“I don’t love him, and I don’t even like him, but I don’t wish for him to die,” she says innocently.

I shake my head, not wanting to have this conversation with her. “Let’s take you to the airport.”

“My bag won’t fit on your bike.”

“I have a car parked out front.”

I grab her suitcase and walk out of the bedroom. Letti is waiting for her, and when she sees me, her eyes widen in surprise. Mason let me in last night and must not have told her.


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