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Not to mention, she had no business hanging around a crew like us. She was a good girl with a future. I was only going to bring her down. I would never admit it to anyone else, but I wasn’t good enough for Everly. She deserved so much more than a grown-up street rat with a sullied history and a rap sheet.
Once Saint saved me, I stood from my bed and waited for her to leave. I couldn’t look at her. I knew what I would see if I did. Nipples prodding through her top begging for me to suck them and jean-clad thighs clenching, holding in the moisture I had pulled from her primed body.
She would look at me with her wounded eyes, her lips red and swollen from my kisses, and she would silently beg me to fill her. She wanted my cock inside her. She wanted it deep and hard, sliding against her inner walls until she was wild and coming all over my dick.
Fuck.
If I had turned around and saw that there was no way I would have let her leave my room.
Frigid water rained down on me, and I shivered inside the shower as I scrubbed at my skin, hoping to wash the scent of her off me. She was everywhere. On my lips. On my fingertips.
It was a cruel joke being played on my senses. I could smell her. I had felt her. Heard her moan with my touches. I saw her eyes dilated with want. And yet, I hadn’t tasted her. I wanted to tongue every inch of her hot little body.
An hour later, and after the rain stopped, we headed out to handle some business. Sales had been good, and resupplying was a must. Crow followed behind us in his car with the trunk and backseat waiting to be filled. Joker led the pack with Saint and me on his tail.
I thought about Everly the entire drive to our suppliers and back. Even over the screams of our engines, I could hear her panting and moaning for more. Once we made it back to our side of town, I was dead set on staying away from her. It was too much, and my focus was no longer where it needed to be, which was on making money and getting out of the game.
That changed once we turned the corner and my eyes landed on a girl walking down the busy highway. Cars were flying past her, her hair getting caught in the wind and tossed around. She was huddled inside of a jacket; her arms crossed as she walked against the breeze of an upcoming storm.
It was Everly.
She was a walking piece of bait.
I told her walking alone around these parts was dangerous, and yet, there she was, a neon beacon for rapists and murderers. They would say she was asking for it since everyone knew how unsafe it was around here.
I broke away from the group, turning around and pulling off the road. She didn’t stop, so I walked my bike next to her, keeping with her pace.
“Didn’t I tell you it was dangerous to walk around here?”
She didn’t turn my way. “You did.”
“Then why are you doing it?” I asked.
“How else am I going to get to work?”
Since when did she have a job?
“Excuse me?”
She stopped, turning in my direction with her arms crossed and an apparent attitude.
“Work,” she spat. “You know the thing normal people do to make money?”
Smartass.
I should have pulled away and left her alone on the street.
“Come on, rich girl. Why don’t you go home and get money from mommy?”
Her nostrils flared, anger pushing through her expression. “If you must know, she kicked me out.”
What the fuck?
When had that happened, and where was she staying?
“Why?” I asked.
She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. I’m staying at Zada’s right now until I get myself together. Hence, the job. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”
