Page 88 of It's Always Been You

“Honestly? I haven’t met a man yet who could resist me.”

Travis sighed, “You find me a challenge?”

“Yes,” Bella breathed. “And you make me so hot. I want you.”

Her hands suddenly grabbed his crotch, going for his zipper.

What in fucking hell?

He pulled the SUV immediately to the side of the road.

“Bella. Goddamnit!”

Her seat belt clicked and she pounced on him, straddling his legs and smashing her lips against his, her fingers frantically trying to get his dick out. His cock was probably cowering like a frightened turtle with this blatant display of crazy bitch.

Bella pushed away from him. Her face livid from his lack of an erection. “What? I’m not good enough for you?”

Travis’s hands came up and gripped her shoulders. “Bella, why are you doing this?”

“I want to fuck you, but obviously you can’t get it up—”

“You deserve someone who’s not married, and who wouldn’t hurt you.”

He lifted her off him and placed her firmly back on her side.

Shaking his head, he pulled up the zipper of his shorts. Then he cringed inwardly as the sobs started from the passenger corner.

Fuck. He couldn’t deal with tears, especially if it was from a woman who he barely knew. He pulled the SUV back on the road.

“Why do you have to be so decent? It’s sickening,” Bella cried.

“There are decent men out there,” Travis said quietly. She was still young, probably mid-twenties. It would probably take a few more years before she realized her true worth and that the assholes of this world didn’t deserve the time of day.

Thankfully, they were not far from the MC compound. He drove through the entrance and parked in the forecourt in front of a massive rectangular one-story structure that looked like the clubhouse.

“Thanks for the ride,” Bella said as she hopped down from the vehicle, keeping her eyes averted.

“Bye, Bella,” Travis said with not a small amount of relief. He was about to back out when a roar of Harleys swept into the compound and blocked his exit.

Fuck! What now?

“What the fuck? Bella? What the fuck?” Ashe shot Travis a look and glared at Bella.

Oh, fuck, Ashe thought they hooked up.

Travis got out of the car and said, “Man, you got the wrong idea—”

Ashe ignored him and asked Bella, “Why the fuck were you with Marko?”

What the fuck’s going on?

A flash of fear crossed Bella’s face. “It was nothing.”

“What’s nothing? Marko and five other members of the Fuego gang rolled into Iron Ridge half an hour ago. The Prez is handling them right now because they’re making the locals and tourists jumpy.”

“Wait, I saw them near Devil’s Peak,” Travis said. “Marko was hurting Bella, and I had to intervene.”

“Fucking bitch!” Ashe yelled at Bella, who was now cowering. The VP turned to Travis. “Marko wouldn’t give Bella the time of day, and now one of our boys saw her and Marko all chummy in Greenville a town over. Why are they here, Bella?”

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