Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Fuck.
“I guess you will,” I murmur, bringing my lips down over hers.
She tastes like me, and I taste like her, the combination a perfect match.
Gripping her ass, I pull her against me and kiss her until my cock is jerking back to life. Only then, does she pull away. Looking down at my dick, she licks her lips and then meets my gaze. “I’ll play with you, later.”
Then, she gets on all fours and crawls off the bed, glancing over her shoulder at me, her pussy and ass on display, teasing.
“Run, baby. I have no control left.”
A giggle escapes her lips as she disappears to the shower.
Fuck.
How did I think even for a second that this woman wasn’t what I wanted?
She was right, I should have fought for her.
I’ll spend every day of the rest of my life fighting for her, to make sure she knows just how much she means to me.
She’s my forever.
“YOU GUYS SNEAKIN’ AROUND?”
Walking into the shed, I notice Cade flinch as if he wasn’t expecting me.
They told me the meeting wasn’t on tonight, and figuring I’d still come into the club, I noticed the lights in the shed on. As I got closer, I figured out that they were indeed having a meeting, only I wasn’t invited. That can only mean one thing – they’re hiding something from me. If I were to take a wild guess, I’d say it has to do with Wesley.
“Told you the meetin’ wasn’t on tonight,” Jackson says, pushing to his feet.
“You told me that, but I can clearly see you were fuckin’ lyin’. Are you goin’ to tell me why you did that, or do I have to guess?”
I pull out a cigarette, not once breaking eye contact as I bring it to my lips and light it. I need to kick this habit, but fuck, it’s hard with everything that has been going on. A new baby on the way means I need to get my shit together. For right now, though, I need it. Jackson doesn’t waver, and instead returns my glare with equal force.
He doesn’t back down easily.
“It ain’t your business what we’re discussin’.”
I inhale, blowing smoke out so it clouds his face for a minute. “That can only mean whatever it is you’re doin’, involves Janine, me, or both of us.”
“We’re doin’ it to keep you safe. You two have been through enough.”
So I’m right.
“I can handle myself, Jacks. Now tell me what you’re hidin’ from me because I’m not leavin’ until you do.”
He steps up closer to me. “You’ll leave because I’m tellin’ you to leave, and I don’t want to have it out with you here, Muff.”
My jaw tenses because he knows I don’t enjoy going against him. I also don’t enjoy being lied to, so I guess we’re at a standstill.
“Don’t want to fight with you, Pres, but you’re keepin’ things from me.”
“It’s nothin’ that will hurt you. That’s all you need to know.”
My phone buzzes loudly in my pocket, distracting me. Pulling it out, I see Harper’s name flash across the screen. Dammit. She never calls. Growling, I stare at Jackson once more. “This ain’t over.”
Turning, I leave the shed as I bring the phone to my ear.
“Didn’t think you’d call. Are you good?”
“It’s his birthday today.”
Harper’s voice is soft, light and she sounds happy.
That makes me feel fantastic, considering what she has been through.
Realizing what she’s saying, my heart aches a little. It’s Charlie’s birthday. That’s the only person she would be talking about. For years after he died, we would go outside on his birthday and look up at the moon, imagining him sitting on it, staring down at us. It was weird, and random, but it brought a kind of comfort that helped ease the pain.
“I didn’t realize,” I murmur.
“It just so happens it’s a full moon. I couldn’t believe it, but I can only take it as a sign.”
Tipping my head back, I see the moon in the sky, full and bright.
She’s right.
“What are the chances?”
She laughs, softly. “You want to know what I think?”
“Hit me.”
“I think he’s telling us that he’s glad we’re back in each other’s lives. It might not have been how we thought, but I know it would make him happy.”
I’d like to think it would make him happy.
I’d like to think he looks down at me with pride and not disappointment.
“What do you think?” Harper asks when I don’t respond.
“I think you’re right.”
“I know things have been hard, Brian, and I don’t want to come back in and make them harder, but I’d really like it if we could be friends again. I know you have a family, and I’m probably not Janine’s favorite person, but if we could just talk on the phone sometimes...it just seems such a waste, all those years of friendship.”