Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Stop being so weak, Myla. Just tell him you’re not interested.
“Sounds great.”
He takes me back to the café where my car is parked, and we have a brief, awkward hug goodbye before I drive away. I stare at him standing on the sidewalk in the rearview mirror, and I know he isn’t going to take the message I’m going to send him later well. I should have just said it to his face, but I don’t think I can handle anymore drama right now. Poor guy, hopefully he finds a woman that is truly into him. Everyone deserves that.
That thought has me thinking about Colt and knowing I’m in the exact same situation. He will never care about me the way I wish he would, and I know it. That doesn’t stop me from going back, though. I should walk away, just pack up and leave town, but I’m too invested now. I want to know who is threatening me, and I want to finish this once and for all. Chloe might have let me down, but I’m not going to give her the same treatment.
I want her to rest in peace.
She deserves that.
Arriving back at the house, I get out of the car and stare at the progress I’ve made. It is coming along. The outside walls are repaired and painted, so are the ones on the inside. I’ve started cleaning up the floors, and I have a new kitchen getting put in next week. Western and Fury have been busy replacing the bathroom for me, and day by day, it is slowly beginning to look like a home again.
Just like she wanted.
“Hey.”
Spinning, I see Bonnie walking out of the path towards me. She looks tired, flustered and like she needs a friend.
Frowning, I let my gaze rake over her. “Hey. Is everything okay? You look exhausted.”
She sighs. “There is drama everywhere right now. The club has some big things going on and of course, I’m not allowed to know what they are. All I know is it has something to do with some underground fighting ring and a woman running it. Apparently, they’re looking for her. I don’t know. Western refuses to share but it’s chaos over there. So, I thought I’d come and see how you were going.”
Interesting.
I wish I had more time to get in on the club business, just so I could understand what it is they get involved in.
“Well,” I tell her, putting an arm around her shoulder, “I just had a very boring date with Anthony and like the coward I am, left him thinking I was going to give him another one when I absolutely am not.”
Bonnie laughs. “Poor Anthony. Was it that bad?”
I shake my head. “It wasn’t bad. He’s just not my type.”
“Your type is next door right now, pacing around, all broody and grumpy.”
Oh, the things I would do to a broody, grumpy Colt.
Dammit. Snap out of it, Myla.
“I’m pathetic, aren’t I?”
Bonnie shakes her head. “Absolutely not. You’re human. It’s hard not to fall for them.”
She’s right about that.
“Is it too early to day drink?” I ask her as we walk up the front steps.
“Never.”
And that, right there, is why I like her so much.
She gets me.
16
THEN
Unknown – I will expose that club and bring everyone down, including you, if you do not do what I’m asking. How does prison life sound? If you’re lucky, I can get your biker man in the cell next to you.
I stare angrily down at my phone, desperately trying to figure out a way to get out of this.
I can’t come up with one.
This person, this unknown person, is making my life a living hell. I tried to ignore it, for as long as I possibly could, but he or she wouldn’t let up. Whoever this is, knows what I did and is going to turn me in if I don’t find a way to get them the money they’re requesting. Money that, apparently, Colt has. To get said money, means I have to turn against the only man I’ve ever loved and that means even more betrayal and lies.
I can’t tell him the truth.
Whoever this is knows that and they’re using it to their advantage.
I’m running out of options.
If I don’t come up with what they want soon, then I’m going to rot in prison for the rest of my life.
Depression has become my best friend. Every single day I wake up with an emptiness in my stomach that is unwavering. Each day, the hole grows, and slowly but surely, it’s eating me up. I have no escape. I can’t seem to find a way to make it stop, even for a second. The worst part is – Colt is hurting. He is hurting and I’m meant to be the one supporting him, but instead I’m drowning in an endless pit of darkness.