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I killed my truck’s engine in front of a small yellow house with a red door. Reign’s home hadn’t changed over the last several years. I could almost smell her perfume wafting in the air, tempting me to attack her neck and put my hands all over her curvy body.
Stabbing pain in my chest made me inhale deeply as I remembered how I had assaulted her with my lips and fingers.
She’d squeal and tell me to stop.
I’d ignore her false protest and attack her full force.
She’d thrust her pelvis, rubbing my cock frantically… begging for it without saying a word.
The day before she left town, we’d gone for a ride on my hog. I recalled it as if it were yesterday. There hadn’t been a cloud in the blue sky. Not too hot, zero humidity. Only a perfect day, which would be our last together. Following our joyride, we went at each other behind the barn at my folks’ farm.
I squeezed my handlebars, my blood pressure rising. There was nothing better than fucking Reign outside. The thrill of getting caught turned us on more than doing the actual dirty deed.
The stubborn broad shouldn’t have left me. We were so damn good together, but her parents had encouraged her to get out of North Dakota and see the world.
And to get away from me, though Reign denied it.
Facing Mr. and Mrs. Rochester wasn’t high on my list of fun things to do. For years I fantasized about giving them a piece of my mind for ruining my relationship with Reign.
Despite their dislike of me, I supported Reign’s decision because I loved her. It had killed me to let her go. She was the love of my life—my soul mate and best friend.
Shit, I didn’t want to be here. I would unload on them if they gave me any shit for coming.
Bill never liked me. Alondra had probably lived out her secret fantasies through Reign. Most women wanted a taste of wild and dangerous, though they may not admit it.
I stared at the house where pride of ownership gleaned from one end to the other. It had always been spotless, and their yard weed-free. Living in town was a lot different from the country and less dirty.
The snow on the ground was unmarred and pristine like the home, like my Reign.
My chest burned as I stared at her bedroom window. I’d vowed long ago to never come to her house or speak to her parents. When I let her go, I had cut all ties, severed everything connected to her like chopping off a limb.
So much for making promises. I couldn’t wait another day for Grizzly to get me information on Reign’s whereabouts. Memories of us together were tormenting my dreams and soul.
Enough was fucking enough.
I threw open my truck door, hopped out, and slammed it shut. I stalked to the front porch with fisted hands. My heart violently pounded against my ribs. Not sure what the hell that was all about. I didn’t fear anyone or anything.
The door opened before I could knock. I sucked in a breath when Mrs. Rochester appeared. She could pass as Reign’s older sister instead of her mother. The similarities were heartstopping.
“Jonah?” She blinked, her mouth slightly gaping. Her dark eyes traveled down to my neck and stayed there for a long beat, then lifted to meet my gaze. “Is that you?”
“Yes, ma’am,” I croaked and cleared my throat. Was she joking? She recognized me, but all the ink I’d gotten after Reign left probably flustered her. “It’s me. Sorry to bother you, but—”
“Don’t be silly. Come in.” She waved me in. “Bill, Jonah’s here,” she called to her husband. “Please take your boots off. The carpets were recently shampooed.”
“Um.” I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood. Déjà vu smacked me in the face. I no longer felt like a badass biker who controlled others and beat them when necessary. This beautiful woman and her gentle voice disarmed me.
“You know the rules, Jonah. No shoes in the house.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I tugged off my boots and set them beside the door.
“Why are you here?” A strong voice came from behind Mrs. Rochester. Bill wrapped his arm around his wife’s shoulders and shot me a displeased look.
“Honey, be nice,” she told him.
