Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Something so easy had become a nightmare. Standing in line for the toilet for fear of shitting himself would stay with him forever. Thankfully, he hadn’t done so, but some of the guys couldn’t share the sentiment. Even though some of the guys had witnessed themselves literally shitting, no one brought it up. This was because everyone adored Abriana, and they all knew her heart was in the right place. The biggest problem was, she couldn’t cook, even when she took classes, or had hand-to-hand teaching.
Which is why he could make the excuse to come to the diner and take the seat where he had, directly across from the bakery, with Larissa in his sights.
“No, my senses aren’t tingling,” he said.
The Twisted Bastards MC had once again gone into hiding. There were absolutely no details on the Cadeon fucker from the group. Nothing at all. This was unusual for him. In fact, his sister had more contact with that fucked-up group than he had. He didn’t like this.
His ability to find anyone and anything was his superpower. Big Dick didn’t know how it happened, but it was like people were drawn to him like a magic beacon. Only there was no magic at the moment.
Smokey had been so tempted to call lockdown, bringing the whole club back into the fold. But they’d be nothing more than sitting ducks. They would even have to bring people like Larissa, and he imagined Jonah would also be on that list.
Running a hand down his face, he glanced back toward the bakery, to see Larissa cleaning. She wore another dress, and an apron covered most of the front. Her hair had also been pulled back into one of those food-grade hats people wore. It still didn’t detract from how pretty she was.
Larissa had a lot of curves. He had come to notice that when she worked for Smokey at the club in cleaning up messes. No one knew this but he had lost count of the number of times he saw her on her knees, scrubbing a floor, that sexy ass swinging from side to side. She hadn’t even been attempting to tease. No, Larissa’s sexiness was unconsciously done.
Poor Andrew, the guy didn’t stand a chance. Even Big Dick had been shocked by his cowardly moves. He’d taken off, not even checked to see if Larissa was okay. Big Dick had gotten the fucking coast clear, and then went to her, checking her over. Blood had been pooling in three places, and she had reached up to grip his hand, asking, pleading, for him not to leave her. And he didn’t. He got her to the hospital, and that was where he’d been when Harlow had arrived with Hailey and Hunter.
It was then he had learned everything that had gone down. No one asked what he was doing at the damn bakery. There was no way anyone would believe him if he said he felt like he had to fucking be there. He wasn’t even a guy that was big on sweet things. Sure, he liked a piece of cake from time to time, but that was about it. He rarely craved sugar, and he’d been there when Andrew had attempted his flirting, which had been an embarrassment to hear.
“You’re drooling,” Brick said.
He turned his attention toward Brick and glared at him. “Fuck off.” He picked up his burger and took a large bite, watching as Larissa smiled at one of the children that had walked into the bakery. She didn’t go straight behind the counter, instead she opened her arms and the young kid threw herself at Larissa, who was able to stay upright. She hugged the child and took her hand, getting to her feet. She smiled at the man who had entered the shop.
“Who is that?” Big Dick asked, pointing across to the shop.
“How the fuck should I know? You’re the guy who lived here before me.” Brick rolled his eyes. “You got a thing for Larissa now?”
He wasn’t about to tell anyone about the bet he made with Carlos. It was bad enough that Hunter knew the details.
“I ain’t got no thing for that prudish bitch.”
“You could have fooled me. And besides, I reckon she’s not that prudish. She’s just saving herself for the right man.”
“Yeah, and who does that in this day and age? She’s a damn prude.”
“Nah, she’s not. When she was cleaning the clubhouse, she walked in on me riding one of the pussies, and she apologized and left.”
“Did Smokey ride your ass?” Big Dick asked.
“Hell, no. She didn’t even go to him. Once I finished, I went and found her, and yes, she was a little embarrassed but said it was my business. All she said was that she was sorry for walking in.” Brick shrugged. “She also looked at me.” He laughed. “She had the cutest flush on her face.” He let out a little whistle. “She’s a stunning woman, and I bet one day she is going to make a man damn lucky to have claimed her. Besides, there’s something different about her.”