Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
When she downed her drink, it gave me a reason to go over and check on her. I can still sense she’s on edge about the two of us. I wish there was more I could do to put her at ease. Sometimes I want to put it all out on the table with her about how I feel, but I’m worried that I might overwhelm her too. For now, I’m taking it day by day, trying not to push too much while at the same time giving her what she needs to feel safe.
“He’s still out there trying to find her,” I remind Kane. Who am I kidding? That’s not the only reason I can’t take my eyes off her. Kane knows most of the details of what’s been going down. I’ve kept him filled in for the most part.
“You know for certain he’s looking for her?” he asks, wondering if I’m just being overprotective or if there’s been new information he doesn’t know.
“I would be if I was him.” I’d rip this world apart to find Bunny. There is nothing I would stop at to have her. So my only guess is that whoever paid for her will have the same mindset.
“Ben, just because you’re—”
“Someone ransacked her old place the other day.”
“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath. “I know you don’t want to hear this, but maybe you need to set up a trap.”
“Don’t,” I cut him off. “Not yet.”
He’s right. I don’t want to hear that shit, but something needs to be done. We can’t spend our lives waiting for this asshole to pop up on us. It will drive both of us insane. I’m ready for this shit to be behind us so we can move forward with the life I have planned for us. One that she seems to be on board with.
“Whatever you want to do, know I’m here for you.”
“I know.”
“What are they doing?” Kane grumbles as the girls get up from the table.
Bunny polishes off the rest of her drink before Pink grabs her hand to lead her to the dance floor. It’s nice that she and Pink are getting along so well. Pink has really taken her under her wing. They are always hanging out at work. Plus, my brother and Pink live so close to us. Normally I’m down with the two of them hanging out. Not so much right now. Pink is notorious for dancing on the bar here.
The volume of the music inside the warehouse has gone up little by little as the night has gotten later. There’s a new fast-paced song on now that's thumping through the speakers. They're the first ones on the dance floor. A few other girls follow their lead, getting up on the two stages that sit on each side of the bar to dance.
I’d never been in here before my sister started seeing Jason, but I heard the parties are much tamer these days. Jason made a bunch of changes once my sister came into the picture, wanting her to be comfortable. I have noticed that this place isn’t as slammed as it used to be on Friday nights. It’s mainly filled with people who work in the mine or are a part of the club and their friends and family.
Even so with the smaller crowd, I’m not loving that so many are watching my girl dance. Her hips are swaying to the music as the girls all dance together in a small circle. Her jean shorts ride up her thighs with every sway of her hips. Her toned legs are on full display for all these fuckers to see.
I want those hips riding me with my cock deep inside her pussy. Every damn night I dream about that. It’s been hard not giving in and claiming her. Part of me is holding back because I want her to be fully aware of everything before I take us to that next level, but another part of me wonders why the fuck it matters. I’m not letting her go. Bunny is going to be my wife, the mother of my children, so why would it matter when I take her?
I know she wants the same as me. I think she’s been getting frustrated that I’ve been holding back. She looks at me with so much damn trust. It’s intoxicating. She’d give me anything I asked for. That’s the thing, though. I don’t want her to think I’m some greedy bastard.
The truth is I’m almost as bad as the fuck who bought her. I too want to keep her. I don’t think I could ever let her go. I’d lose my damn mind. The thought of her one day asking me to let her go is enough to bring me to my knees.
More people trickle onto the dance floor as the song changes. The one thing that keeps my feet planted is the fact that every so often Bunny checks to make sure she can still see me. It lets me know she’s still thinking about me. That I’m not the only one that is obsessed.