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“That what you’re wearing to bed?”
“Is that a problem?”
“Nope. Easy access.” He runs a palm along my thigh, over the curve of my hip, and down to cup one of my ass cheeks.
“See. Nearly perfect.”
He drops a leather shave kit bag on the sink and pulls out his toiletries, lining them up like he plans on staying for longer than a night. The sight should scare me out of my mind. The complete opposite is happening. I’m ready to tug my undies off and demand he fucks me right here bent over the bathroom sink.
“Talked to Slick. Marie and her kid are settled.”
“That’s good.”
“No sign of Adam, yet. You cool with her car staying parked in the lot? Figure he may show up for it at some point.”
“You’ve gotta smoke him out somehow.”
“I’m going to be brutally honest with you right now. I realize you had love for that man at one point in your life. That you’ve felt some type of loyalty to him because he fathered your girls. Whatever that connection or obligation you thought you owed him, that shit is done. Make your peace with the past because if I get to him first, I’m going to kill him.”
His words hit me square in the chest. He means every word. Coming from anyone else, I’d worry about the type of man I’ve let into my bed and my heart. With him, I comprehend what kind of man he is.
Dangerous.
Lethal.
Protective.
Sexy.
A man who rides hard and loves even harder. The kind of man who will burn the world down for the woman he loves. The kind of man who might mess up my lipstick or leave a dirty towel on the floor. But he’s also someone who’d never raise a hand to me. A biker who owns who he is. Commands respect and gives it back as good as he gets it.
Someone who has shown more care for my girls in a few days than their father has their whole lives.
The way we’re moving fast doesn’t scare me the way it should. He makes it easy to forget that we’re so fresh. That we’ve not been building a life together for years.
It’s crazy how much I want him.
How badly I want to keep him.
I’m going to kill him.
I swallow the reality of his words.
“Ending someone’s life isn’t something I thought I’d ever be discussing in my bathroom.”
“I know it’s difficult to talk about, but I’m putting all my cards on the table.”
“It’s a lot to take in.” Kiesha and her friend are a few doors down. “Do I want Adam to die? Of course not. The same way I wouldn’t want to see a stranger hit by a truck. Do I hope he will leave town and never look back? I wish. I’ve wished him out of my life so many times. In the past, when he’s shown up, I’ve considered him a temporary problem. I was lying to myself. I’ll never be free of him. My girls will never be free of him unless someone takes permanent action. He’ll keep showing up unexpectedly like a monster from a horror story to wreak havoc on anyone in his path.”
“After this is done, you decide you can’t be with me I won’t like it, but I’d accept it. I’d pay the costs to ensure that you’re free of him.”
Tears blur my vision. “I want him gone. If that means permanent measures, that’s something I’ll have to live with if it means I get to keep having this taste of how life is meant to be when you’ve found your person. I’ll hand you the match and watch him burn.”
Chapter Sixteen
“No way. Why am I being punished?” Kiesha’s screeching echoes down the hallway.
I scrub a palm over my face, wiping the sleep from my eyes. Fuck me. It’s too damn early for dramatics.
