Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
As for her, she knew if it hadn’t been for Crow, she’d have been sold and working as a sex slave. When she was asked how she knew the MC, she would always say one of them saved her life. And he did.
One of the guys Crow killed had taunted and threatened her. Her virgin card had saved her from him—his words, not hers. Once she was sold, her pussy was never going to know a day’s rest. That was what he said. Crude bastard.
She knew a lot of people would be upset about the death she’d seen. They’d feel traumatized, possibly need a lot of therapy. She was not like most people. She was happy to see Crow kill them. Pieces of shit they were. She’d seen them beat a girl to death to make a point, to keep everyone in line. Just the memory sickened her. And to think her mother was still alive.
“Hey, beautiful. I don’t suppose I can use this sweet counter, can I?” He winked at her.
She rolled her eyes. “You can, or you can go somewhere else.”
“You’re not going to give me any special discount?” he asked.
She couldn’t help but laugh. “Not unless you have a coupon code.”
“Damn, I left my coupons back home.” He had no damn coupons.
She started to put through the shopping and saw that he’d actually purchased everything on her list. Not just by day, either.
“You didn’t have to get everything.”
“Babe, the fact I have to share you with this job is enough. You think I’m going to let you waste time shopping while I can handle it? Trust me, this job is easy. Do you want to tell me what had that frown on your face moments ago?” he asked.
“It’s nothing.”
“Sure didn’t look like nothing.”
She chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about it. I promise.” She leaned over and pressed a kiss to his lips. “I’ve got it handled.”
“You know, babe, I don’t like when people lie to me, but I’ll let it slide for now, especially since I got that sweet kiss. You better understand that those lips belong to me, and I don’t want you kissing anyone else. You got me?”
“I got you.”
“Good.”
There was no one else she ever wanted to kiss.
****
Crow had done the reliable thing and called Rebel to pick him up, complete with all the groceries, to take him back to Kelley’s house. He expected him to argue, but less than ten minutes later, Rebel was there and they were heading to Kelley’s.
“I hope you didn’t break the law to get to me?” he asked.
“I was already in town. I’ve organized Willow’s present, but it keeps getting fucking lost in the mail, so I just went and had a word with the manager of the post office.”
“He still breathing?”
“Yeah, and I got my gift.” Rebel picked up a small box.
“Jewelry?”
“Yeah. You want to tell me why you’re grocery shopping? Isn’t that a task you would consider beneath you?”
“Shut the fuck up,” Crow said. “I’m helping my girl out.”
“Your girl. That’s new.”
Crow was not going to bite. So, he stayed silent for about two minutes, and it was just getting too much for him to not know what the fuck he meant by that statement.
Rebel just laughed.
“That girl and you share a history. You think I’ve not noticed that you’ve changed your habits? You started by coming to the bar for a couple of days. Then it turned into a couple of weeks. Now, you come for months at a time.”
“No, I don’t!”
“You arrived here December first, and you’re not leaving until the New Year. That’s a whole fucking month. We all know Kelley’s birthday is in July, and you come back to celebrate it with her. Most of the time, you hang out at the bar and refuse to come back to the clubhouse, because you’re an asshole. That I get.” He shook his head.
“You’re reading too much into it.”
“I am, am I?” Rebel asked.
“I’m not doing this with you.”
“And you’re buying groceries,” Rebel said, bringing his truck to a stop outside of Kelley’s house. “You know, there’s nothing wrong with falling for her.”
“She’s twenty-one years old.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Rebel asked.
“She’s young. She has a whole life to lead.”
Rebel laughed, grabbing a couple of the grocery bags as Crow let them into Kelley’s home.
“And what does that mean?” Crow asked, feeling his annoyance start to build.
“What do you think it means?” Rebel shook his head, like it was such an obvious joke. The only problem was, he wasn’t laughing. He didn’t get the joke, and it sure as fuck wasn’t funny. He went and grabbed a couple more bags, as did Rebel, and it only took them a couple of trips to get all of them.
Rebel invited himself in, closing the door.