Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“Tryin’ to keep you safe.”
“I don’t need to be with you to be safe.” If she considered what the DAMC dealt with in the past, it might be the opposite. Getting involved with a club of bikers was always a risk.
“Fuck that. No one wants you and Ledger safer than me, babe. How ‘bout this? Move to the farm. Then me and you will work on shit. Together.”
“You mean you won’t force your way in the door?”
“No. Just askin’ you to gimme a fuckin’ chance to prove myself.”
“With no time limit?”
His lips pressed together.
“With no time limit, Zeke,” she insisted when he refused to answer. “How about a compromise? I’ll agree to move into the cabin if you agree not to rush things between us.”
Seconds ticked off in her head as she waited for him to answer.
“Gonna agree to your terms if you stop seein’ that fuckin’ guy.”
Good thing she had already decided on breaking things off with Glen. It wasn’t fair to keep dating him if she was sleeping with Zeke. No, Glen and her hadn’t been committed, but she still felt guilty.
She didn’t want Glen to think he had a shot with her when he no longer did.
“Deal.”
His lips pursed and the corners of his eyes crinkled.
She rolled her eyes again, this time adding a shake of her head. “Don’t make me regret this deal.”
Kyra sipped at her iced latte, more to keep herself from wringing her hands than the fact she was enjoying it.
Because she wasn’t. Her stomach was churning because she wasn’t looking forward to this conversation with Glen.
He was a great guy.
He was responsible.
He was great with Ledger.
He’d been more than patient.
Glen was everything she hoped Zeke would be.
The second she set her latte back down, Glen smiled and reached across the table to envelope her hand in his. She let him have it for a minute because she wanted to let him down easy.
Even so, it was going to be difficult.
Glen had done nothing wrong and was probably a much better man for her than Zeke, but in good conscience, she couldn’t date one man while being unable to stop thinking about—or sleeping with—another.
And again, whether she liked it or not, Zeke was her kryptonite.
She needed to get this over with and not drag it out. “Thank you for meeting with me, Glen.”
“Of course. I’ve missed you. Ledger, too. I thought I might have done something to make you pull away.”
She pressed the hand he wasn’t holding against her thigh under the table. “No, you’ve done nothing wrong. Sorry I’ve been distant, but there’s a reason.”
Glen released her hand and sat back, worry creasing his brow. “Are you okay?”
That was debatable. “Yes, I…” Just do it. Glen doesn’t deserve to be strung along. “I’m fine. So is Ledger. My life has gone in a different direction and I’m trying to deal with it.”
The creases in his forehead deepened. “Okay?”
“The truth is, Glen—”
When the bell over the coffeeshop’s door jingled, Glen glanced beyond Kyra and then scowled.
Oh no.
She didn’t even bother to look over her shoulder. She didn’t have to because Ledger appeared at the table. “Mommy! Daddy said I could get a hot chocolate!”
She blinked at her three-year-old who was bouncing on his toes in excitement.
Who shouldn’t be at Above the Ground.
Who certainly didn’t need a hot chocolate in warm weather.
Ledger flapped a hand around in a sloppy wave. “Hi, Gwen!”
“Hi, buddy. Long time no see.” Glen’s greeting was more upbeat than his expression.
Of course Daddy appeared right behind Ledger and placed his tattooed hands on their son’s shoulders.
She groaned. Zeke showing up at this place when his club owned Sophie’s Sweet Treats, which served a hell of a lot more than what Above the Ground did, was no coincidence.
No, it certainly was a choice.
A bad one.
She narrowed her eyes on Zeke who had the gall to respond with a cocky grin. “Didn’t expect to run into you here.”
Bullshit. She’d been upfront with him about why he needed to watch Ledger. Though, she never told him where she was having this meeting. He must have followed her here.
Typical caveman biker action.
She unclenched her teeth. “Glen, I’m so sorry for the interruption. Do you mind watching Ledger for a second or two?”
Glen’s eyes sliced back and forth between Kyra and Zeke. “Sure.”
He didn’t sound so sure, but Kyra couldn’t blame him. This whole scenario was awkward.
Almost as awkward as Zeke and Glen’s first meeting at the fair. She certainly didn’t want it to end the same way.
“Excuse me for a second.” She got up from her chair. “Buddy, can you talk to Glen for a few minutes while I talk to your father?”
Ledger did the one-hundred pound exaggerated head nod. “Yeah.”
“I’ll be right back.” She snagged Zeke’s tattooed arm, jerked him away from the table, and practically dragged him to the other side of the coffee shop.