“Say it.” She whispers not looking over at me.
“What?”
“I know you’re thinking it, just say it.” She repeats herself. I can’t help but to chuckle to myself as I squeeze her thigh.
“Have you told her?” I finally ask her as she just looks over at me confused.
“Told who, what?”
“You know exactly who and what I’m talking about.” Her eyes widen before she looks away quickly.
“How’d you figure it out?”
“You’ve said a few things that separately are nothing, but put together… I also found the bandana in your bag.” For the first time audibly acknowledging that I’ve known about them for a while, and that now I know all of her secret.
“I stole it.”
“Yeah, apparently they haven’t had any in a long time.” She laughs this time, and it brings a smile to my face. “You know you can talk about it, if you want to.”
“I just don’t really want to; cause I just feel like such a shit mom.” She whispers, her grip on my hand tightening.
“You’re not a shit mom.” I tell her and she looks over to me, rolling her eyes.
“Please, I haven’t been around for the majority of his life.”
“That wasn’t your choice.”
“It still doesn’t change the fact that I’ve been gone because of drugs this whole time. I figured that you of all people would understand that.”
“Yes,” I snap quickly, pulling the car onto the side of the road, and turning in my seat to look at her. “I do understand it, and that should tell you something. When I say that you’re not shit. Life is fucking messy, Sadie. You had a really shitty situation happen to you. It’s awful and terrible and they will be fucking dealt with. I have every intention of burying every single one of those fuckers or die trying to. At first, it was just for me, then learning about they did to you, but now… now, I have such a bigger reason to. They took you from him. You were vulnerable and they fucking took advantage of that.” Her eyes mist over. “You do your part and I’ll take care of rest.”
“What’s my part?” She asks me, trying to force the emotion out of her voice.
“Get better for you and your son.” I tell her as I brush a strand of hair out of her face. “And I’ll be here for whatever else you need.” I’m not sure how to react as she erupts into sobs, covering her face.
“Sadie.” I whisper to her. She slowly looks over at me over her hands and I sigh. The tears slip out of her eyes and down her cheeks before I pulling her to me, and she buries her head into my chest. “Shh.” I caress her hair as she grips onto my shirt. I let her sob into my chest for longer than I would normally be comfortable with but for some reason with her… when I’m with her I feel my walls of solitude coming down. I finally pull away from her enough to look down at her, tipping her chin up to look at me. “It’s okay.” I brush my thumb underneath her eyes to wipe away the tears.
“It’s not okay.” She whispers. “I’m… I’m a fucking train wreck.”
“Even if you are, you would be my train wreck.” I tell her as I cup her cheek. A small smile starts to pull on her lips as she looks up to me again. Leaning into her I softly kiss her lips and feel her as she softens into my touch. She pulls away from me for a moment before she sighs and her eyes flame.
We move towards one another quickly as her hands come up underneath my shirt. Feeling her nails scratch against my skin. I moan out into her mouth. She reaches quickly for my zipper as I slip my hand up her thigh until I cup her. A whimper falls into my mouth as her tongue presses against mine and she pulls out my dick. She moves over the center console and straddles my lap, on the seat, her dress sliding high up on her thighs, as she slides herself down my cock and she feels like fucking heaven, my head leans against the headrest as she moves her hips up off of me and then sliding back down my shaft, riding me on the side of the road, with no fucking care who sees.
Wrapping my arms around her body, I pull her in tightly as I rock my hips up into her quickly and feel her walls beginning to tighten around me.
“Fuck, Nightmare, that’s right, squeeze my cock.” A moan falls from her mouth as she grips a hold of me just as tight as I have her and rocks her hips in sync with mine. Her grip telling me that she fucking needs me just as much as I need her. Pulling away, I look up at her, resting my forehead against hers. Not taking my time, not making this last, because we’re in my fucking car on the side of the road in the desert. I just want her to release. To let out that tension. To feel a little bit better.
Her eyes drag me in, and I know that she’s getting close, simply by the way her eyes widen, rolling back into her head. And when I can’t hold back any longer, I spill into her.
Chapter Twenty-Two
SADIE
“Sadie!” I hear the familiar voice call out to me and I halt.
Ro’s eyes widen as he glances back at me and squeezes my hand. “It’ll be okay,” He reassures me as he leans in and kisses the side of my head.
“I’m not really sure about that. I didn’t realize that this was going to be a whole thing.” He smirks at me before Ella reaches us and wraps me up in a hug. Ro had told me we were coming out here this morning. Well, the entire club came with us. I knew it would be a while thing. I’m just still not ready for it.
