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)
“Get out, Mollie.”
Colt’s voice is lacking any tone.
Mollie, stares at him with a disgusted expression. “Excuse me?”
“I didn’t fuckin’ stutter. Fuck off.”
With an angry curse, she leans down, snatches up her clothes, and quite literally storms out of the room butt naked. I wish I had that kind of confidence, though I’m not sure it’s wise to walk out into a room full of bikers and strange men naked. She has clearly been around this club a few times, and by around I don’t mean sitting and having a nice drink.
“You want to tell me why the fuck you rolled in here and ruined my night? And what the fuck are you wearing? When was the last time you showered?”
I ignore his insults as I turn to face him and get straight to the point, thrusting the note at him.
“You know, I get that you don’t want me here, but this is petty, even for you.”
His eyes scan over it, and even I can’t deny the confusion that flashes across his face.
He didn’t write it.
I know it even before he looks up at me and says, “I didn’t fuckin’ write this.”
“Someone left it on my porch. It makes no sense to me. Either you start talking about whatever the hell went down between you and Chloe, or I’ll find out on my own.”
Pushing to his feet, I can’t help but let my eyes drop down to his bare cock. I’ve avoided looking until now, but my eyes can’t take a single second more, I need to see what he’s packing and oh, he does not disappoint. Semi-hard and layered with not one, but two condoms, I can see that even when he isn’t fully erect, he’s massive. God damn. I need to get laid.
“Double protection,” I say, without thought. “You do know that if you’re having sex with someone that requires double protection then you’re probably going to catch something just by touching them ...”
Reaching down with not a care in the world, he pulls the condoms off, revealing what has to be the nicest dick I’ve ever seen. Perfect shape, smooth and veiny. It’s delectable. I force my eyes away from it and stare up at him casually, like seeing that doesn’t bother me at all. If only he knew how my pussy was aching right now.
“Don’t take no chances.”
I change the subject. “Back to the note. Are you going to tell me why someone clearly had a problem with Chloe?”
“Chloe had secrets, enough that she fuckin’ up and left without a word. If I knew what they were, we wouldn’t be here, would we?”
The problem is ... I believe him. Something about the expression on his face tells me he knows about as much as I do. That means I’m going to have to start from the beginning, go right back, and try to figure out what the hell went down in this town to make my aunt up and disappear, never looking back.
I don’t even know where to start, and Colt is going to be no help.
I will get my answers though, one way or another.
I’ll find out the truth she kept so well hidden.
I’ll get to the bottom of this.
“HAND ME THAT JOINT,” I say, stretching out a hand to Fury.
I decided I’d stick around. Bonnie encouraged me to have a shower, saying theirs was a whole lot nicer than mine. I must agree. The bathroom in Western’s shed is clean, and I spent a lot longer in there than I should have, washing my hair and using all Bonnie’s products, which she insisted I do. She lent me a pair of jeans and a sweater, and I joined them by the fire.
I needed this. I didn’t realize how much.
Fury brings the joint to his lips, taking a long inhale before handing it to me. I take it from his fingers and do the same, letting the smoke fill my lungs as I close my eyes and exhale, feeling an immediate calm wash over me. I’m not a regular smoker, but I’m not one to say no to weed when it’s offered up to me. I like the way it makes me feel.
“How’s the house goin’?” Fury asks when I hand the joint back.
“It’s going. There is a lot more work than I ever anticipated, and I’m not a builder. Hell, half the things I’m doing I have to YouTube a hundred times before attempting it. I’m winging it, but so far, that’s working for me.”
Fury grunts, flashing me a grin. “You’re a determined one.”
“You have no idea. Tell me, Fury, do you remember my aunt?”
“Chloe?”
I nod.
“Yeah, I remember her. Was young and reckless as fuck back then, spent most of my time high and drunk, but she was always around. Good woman. Friendly as fuck.”
“Did he love her?”