Page 20 of Unwritten Rules

I took a deep breath of the cool night air. “It’s peaceful up here.”

She only made a low grunt in response. I supposed she was nervous about being at the cliff’s edge with me–Ididthink about throwing us over the edge. Her head tilted up to view the sky with me and we sat in silence for a while.

Did she know what my day was like to need to come out here and settle my thoughts?

Not looking forward to going back to the place where my grandfather resided, the urge to jump became stronger. The briefing and report from Reaper weighed heavy on my mind. Something about this betrayal involving a powerful man... I was sure it would become a predicament.

Content with the time I spent in silence, I flipped around with a devious look on my face and grabbed her hand again.

“What now?” she protested.

Saying nothing, I dragged her back to my bike. What I wanted to say was “let’s fuck in the forest,” but she might have jumped of her own volition.

“Let’s get you home, Blondie.” I plopped the helmet on her head and wrapped my jacket around her body. While I wasn’t the most gentlemanly man on the planet, I wasn’t going to let her freeze to death in that skimpy dress after the temperature plummeted over the last couple of hours.

?Chapter 6

Fallon

We pulled into thesurprisingly quiet neighborhood at about four thirty in the morning. I hoped Kelly would still be out with her newest boy toy, Shane, so she didn’t catch me walking in from being on the back of a motorcycle with...

“Hey,” Brent whacked my thigh. “Are you sleeping back there?”

“Huh? Yeah. The ride was peaceful.”

“We’re here. Time to go inside,” his tone was short, cold even.

Okay, jerk.“Wait. How did you know where my house is?”

He flicked out his kickstand, got off the bike, and slipped off his helmet. “Iliterallysaw you the other day.”

Fair enough. I pulled the helmet off my head, feeling the brisk air on my face. “Do you live at that house over there, then?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes.”

“Sometimes? Are you in a frat or something? Have your own–nevermind.” I waved my hands as if dispersing my questions into the air. “I don’t need another repeat of earlier.”

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