Page 69 of His Flawed Ride
“What is it you want, Annie?” I ask after we’ve sat and ordered.
She’s quiet while she thinks on it before saying, “I have no idea.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Annie
His looks are perfect. His smell is intoxicating. His smile is addictive. I want him, every inch of him. I’m going to take it day by day, and I will make him mine. There was something between him and this Lily woman, but I believe him when he says it was something and nothing. He has no reason to lie or sugarcoat the truth. We’re not together yet. Besides, the woman killed herself, she isn’t a threat to me. All I have to do is keep Shane distracted from remembering her and before long, she’ll be nothing but a distant memory. I know what it is like to be with him, and I’m trying real hard to fight the jealousy thinking of the two of them together. It makes my skin crawl that he found her attractive given her age. I’m prettier. My skin is smooth like porcelain. I don’t need to be tucked into bed by sundown with a cup of hot coco.
I focus on the road passing by as Shane drives us back to the club. By the time we climb out of this truck, I’ll be back on track.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Shane
Ididn’t want to drag my ass around town this afternoon, but it turned out to be the distraction I needed. Lily’s death lingers over the club like a grey cloud threatening drizzle. Ricky and Pope’s deaths lingered like a black stormy cloud, but Lily’s death isn’t nowhere near the same. JJ and Cas are holding their tongues for Harper’s and Slade’s benefit, but they don’t hold back when they’re not around. JJ’s pissed she has given Harper another reason to cry. He’s worrying how it will affect his old lady having to live in the house where her mom killed herself. So much is up in the air and while none of it concerns me, I can’t help feeling bad about it.
I pull into the club as dark clouds loom above us. An older couple are stood with Grim and Nora. The older woman is sobbing into a tissue, and the older guy has his arm around her, consoling her. As I park the truck I notice Leo by the bar, smoking a cigarette, and intently watching Grim and Nora. Killing the engine, I jump out and round the truck, helping Annie out. I keep hold of her hand and keep my eye on Grim asI go to take her over to the main house. The older woman steps away from who I’m assuming is her husband, and strikes Grim with such strength his head snaps to the left. He’s more than capable of holding his own, but still, I instruct Annie to wait by the picnic tables and I head over and stand at my brother’s side.
“I see where your son gets his violence streak from.” His sarcasm has the older couple narrowing their eyes. “Before you come around here again, check out how many times your beloved son put Nora in the hospital. Ask the sheriff how many 911 calls were made from their house. And why you’re at it, why don’t you look over the numerous x-rays of the broken and fractured bones your son inflicted.”
Nora places her hand on Grim’s arm to calm him.
The older guy steps forward. “Is that why he’s missing? Did you help fragile little Nora? Were you helping her by killing my son?” Nora’s sharp gasp has her stumbling into Grim’s side. He catches her and keeps her under his arm. “He did, didn’t he!” He points to Grim while glaring at Nora. “He killed my son!”
Glancing in Leo’s direction, he’s slowly going for his gun. Cutting my gaze to Nora, her shoulders broaden, she lifts her chin and her eyes focus. She steps away from Grim and closer toward the couple.
“I have no idea where Harry is, but if you accuse my husband of something he’s not capable of doing one more time, we will sue. I will come after your house, your cars, every cent you have. I left Willow’s Peak, no,I ran, because of your son, never wanting to see him again because of what he did to me. But now I want him to show his face because I’m going to have him charged for every bone he broke. The whole town will finally know the truth.”
“No one will believe you. They know…”
“Yes, they know him and that’s why everyone will believe me.”
The second they believe her they take a step back and then another.
“My son is a good boy,” the mother continues to defend him.
“You should go. Wherever Harry is, you can bet your ass he’s not worrying about you.”
The older guy leads the woman toward the gates and to their car parked by the curb. Grim collects Nora in his arms and kisses the top of her head. Annie is still by the picnic tables, and I wonder if she’d lie like Nora just did if I were in Grim’s situation. Nora was on fire. If I weren’t there when Harry died, I’d have believed her.
Slapping Grim on the back, I say, “I’ll catch up with you later.”
“Sure.”
I expect Annie to ask questions, but as I take hold of her hand, she keeps her mouth shut. I can’t say why, but adrenaline is rushing through me.
Inside the house, Annie pokes her head into the living room, takes a look around, and then wanders into the kitchen. I follow behind and lean against the doorframe.
“It’s nice,” she murmurs.
She leans over the sink to look out of the window, and I close in behind her, skimming my hand across her stomach. Pressing my lips to her neck, she tilts her head for me and guides my hand to her breast. Pulling away, I dart my hand under her sweater and yank her bra down, freeing her perfect breasts. I’m harder than I’ve ever been before, and I work my belt and jeans in record time.
“Get your jeans down,” I order, stroking my dick.
I throb when her ass comes into view. She goes to turn around but I want that ass bouncing against me and it does as I slam into her, goaded on by her moans.
Gripping onto her hips, I dig my fingers into her skin, no doubt leaving bruises and quicken my thrusts…
