Hail No Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Hail Raisers #1)

Categories Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Hail Raisers Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 80176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
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I stopped when I saw my t-shirt right on top.

She caught my raised eyebrow and narrowed her eyes.

“You can leave that one on the side of the road,” she snarled.

I swear to Christ. This woman was my fuckin’ heart.

“Whatever,” I mumbled, setting it aside. I wouldn’t be leaving it, though.

It was one of my favorite ones. I’d purchased it almost fifteen years ago when I went to see Journey in concert.

It was soft, threadbare, and fucking comfortable.

The next thing underneath my shirt was her purse, which I shoved inside the saddle bag.

The rest of her shit, which wasn’t very much, went into the other bag.

The only thing that was left was a box of tampons.

“You need this now?” I asked.

She shook her head. “No.”

Nodding, I tossed it back into the luggage, and then shoved the luggage further off the side of the road until it was nestled in between two trees.

“You can’t just leave that here!” she cried out. “That’s littering.”

I raised my brows at her.

“Yeah, but I have nowhere to go with it, and we need to the get the hell off the side of the highway before we get run the fuck over.”

Her eyes looked up one side of the highway and down the other.

It was long and straight, and not one single person had passed us the entire time we’d been pulled over.

“You’re so full of shit,” she countered. “Why are you even here?”

The venom in her voice gave me pause, then I came up like a tiger launching himself at dinner, and wrapped my arms around her before she could step away.

“I’m here because I love you,” I told her. “I wanted to finish what I’d started. I wanted an ending before I gave you a beginning. I wanted to make sure that what I had to offer you wasn’t tainted in that motherfucker’s bullshit and lies. But you didn’t wait, so I couldn’t either.”

Her mouth snapped shut so fast that I heard the click of her teeth.

“You’re lying.”

I laughed, tilting my head back and barking it at the clear blue sky.

When I finally gathered my composure, I looked back down at her, a wry smile on my face.

“How many men that don’t love you would drive four hours away, breaking their parole, to bring you back?”

She sniffed at me.

“I don’t really care.”

“You don’t care if I go back to jail?” I asked.

She nodded, looking away.

“Then why didn’t you let the driver call the cops when I was trying to get y’all to pull over?” I teased.

She shrugged.

“That was his idea,” she lied.

Bringing my hand up to her face, I cupped it and tilted her chin, forcing her to look at me.

She gave me her best scowl.

“All that face makes me want to do is kiss it,” I informed her.

She glared even harder, narrowing her eyes to mere slits.

“I don’t care what you want,” she hissed. “Let me go.”

I did and she stepped away.

“What now?” I questioned.

“Now you take me to where I wanted to go.”

I sighed.

“What’s in it for me?”

“What do you mean what’s in it for you?” she growled.

It was so cute I wanted to pinch her little cheeks.

“I mean, what’s in it for me?” I asked. “If I take you to El Paso, what is that going to accomplish?”

“It’s going to accomplish me going to where I want to go,” she said, sounding confused. “What else would it accomplish?”

I decided that maybe she needed to be fucked into a better mood, so I did just that.

I stalked toward her, and pulled her into my arms, even though she tried to step back once again.

“Let me go!” she shrieked.

“No.”

Then I slammed my mouth down onto hers.

She bit my tongue and I pulled back with a growl.

“You want to play rough?” I checked to make sure.

Because if I did this, it wasn’t going to be nice. If she fought me, I wouldn’t be able to help myself.

I knew she wanted it.

I could see the way her nipples were pebbled, and the fact that the only thing she was doing was being mean, which was enough to cement the fact that she wanted me.

Her breathing was choppy, and her neck was flushed red.

Her eyes were soft and heavy, like she wanted me just as bad as I wanted her.

“You’re going to get on that bike, and you’re going to take me to El Paso,” she ordered, pointing her finger at me.

I laughed at her, and then caught her wrist, spinning her around, forcing her up against my body.

“I’m not taking you anywhere but my home, where you’ll be moving in with me,” I informed her. “And then you’re going to put my ring on your finger, and we’re going to get married at the county courthouse tomorrow.”

She struggled to free herself.

“Macho asshole doesn’t suit you,” she grunted, pushing both elbows back at once.


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