Page 24 of The Biker Next Door


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“What are you doing here?”

“I was in the area and thought I’d drop by and say hey.”

“Hey.” I snort. He’s got to be shitting me. “Is that all you wanted?”

“Can we talk?”

“The time to talk was months ago when my sister died.”

“I know I fucked up. I didn’t know how to tell you that I slept with her.”

My blood runs cold. “What did you say?” I think I’m going to throw up. When I found out that Jacob was cheating on me, he denied all of it at first. He eventually copped to it, but I never knew who. After a while I accepted that and told myself it didn’t matter who. All that mattered was that he did it.

“Can I come in?”

“I think you should leave.”

“Stells, please. We need to talk.”

I’m going to throw up. It all clicks together like the missing pieces of the puzzle. She pushed me away because she fucked my boyfriend. Like she did everyone else’s, apparently. “You want me to absolve you from your guilt? Is that why you’re here?”

“I’ve been having these dreams. About her.”

“Well, if she’s haunting you, then I don’t know what to tell you. Go unfuck yourself or whatever will make you sleep better.” I try to close the door, but he shoves his way inside.

Chapter 10

“I can’t believe you.” I stare at Jacob as he sits across from me at my kitchen table, drinking my beer. How I was ever attracted to him. I stare at his peach-colored button-down shirt and beige pants that match his bland personality. He’s so clean cut with his freshly shaven face and perfectly cropped and styled blond comb over, but deep down he’s a fucking rat.

He has some real nerve turning up at my door tonight. So close to what would be our two-year anniversary.

God, I hate him and right now it kills me to think such a terrible thought, but part of me hates Shiloh too. How could she? How could they go behind my back like that? The two of them were supposed to love me. Not betray me. The man I thought I would marry and one day maybe have children with was having an affair with my sister.

If she was here now, I’d slap the shit out of her. I’m so mad I could kill her myself.

“I didn’t know here else to go. It’s like she won’t leave me alone. Every time I close my eyes, there she is reminding me what I did. Did you know she was pregnant?”

With that, I run out of the room and into the bathroom. Dropping to my knees at the commode, everything I ate and drank today comes up. Acid burns the back of my throat. I puke so hard it shoots out of my nostrils. Hot, heavy tears roll down my cheeks as I continue to gag. I can’t stop picturing the two of them together. Laughing it up behind my back at what a fool I was.

I trusted them. Both of them. I was my sister’s keeper nearly my whole life. How could she do that to me? I pull myself together and flush the toilet, then wash my face and brush my teeth.

“Are you okay?” Jacob questions as I return to the kitchen.

“Are you seriously asking me that after what you told me not even ten minutes ago? Are you deranged? You know what? I don’t care. I want you to leave and forget that you ever knew me. I mean it, Jacob. Leave and don’t ever contact me again.”

“I’m sorry. Please. You have to forgive me.” He lays his head on the table and fucking sobs.

Does he think I’m going to feel sorry for him and bond with him over the loss of my sister? The one he admits to not only fucking behind my back, but he had to go a step further and knock her up, too. Oh my God. Was she going to blame the pregnancy on Smoke? Is that why she targeted him?

Bile shoots back up my throat and I dry heave.

“Fuck,” he mumbles.

“Really, dude. You need to get gone.”

He glances up at me with bloodshot eyes and I realize how shitty he looks behind the expensive clothes and the expensive smelling cologne. He’s aged. “I don’t have anywhere to go. I lost my job. When they find my car, it’s going to be repossessed. I’ve lost everything. I lost the most important thing in my life. I lost you, Stella. I love you and I’m sorry. I want to come home.”

“Home?” I parrot and my mind flashes to kissing Trenton and that warm, gushy sensation that melted over me at the touch of his lips on mine. “Now I know you’ve really lost the plot. Do you think I’d want you? That I’d take you back knowing what a piece of shit you are?”

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