Page 89 of Bullet
Then I go down the hall to the bathroom, cleaning myself before grabbing a washcloth and wetting it. I take it back down the hall to her and carefully clean her pussy. She lets me, lookingdown at me with adoration in her eyes. I know the same is reflected because I am totally gone for this woman.
When I finally climb into bed, she comes into my arms willingly.
It’s at that moment I find what I have always been looking for.
My home.
Bullet and I are lying on my bed, my head on his chest, as he plays with my fingers.
“Your dad comes home soon,” he says, breaking the silence.
“Ugh, don’t remind me,” I groan.
“You’re still mad at him.”
“Of course I am.”
In true Bullet fashion, he doesn’t push. He doesn’t try and convince me to forgive him.
“It’s going to be weird when he gets back. We won’t have this place to ourselves anymore.”
“I hadn’t even thought about it. I guess we will have to start hanging out in your room at the clubhouse.”
“I guess so,” he murmurs.
I open my mouth to say something but stop when my phone rings.
“You should answer that.”
I groan as I roll over. I grab my phone off my nightstand and answer it without looking at the caller ID.
“This better be important,” I mutter in lieu of a hello.
“Actually, it is. I need you guys to come to my dad’s rally today.”
“Adalyn?” I ask.
Bullet looks over at me and frowns.
“Who else would it be?” She chuckles.
“What’s this about a rally?” I ask as I put the phone on speaker.
Bullet mouths, “Thank you.”
“He has a political rally in downtown Vegas today. I could really use a friend, and I think you guys will want to hear what he has to say. I overheard that he’s going to announce his plans on how to rid the city of crime,” she tells us.
Bullet reaches over and hits mute. “Don’t even think about it. It’s a bad idea.”
“She doesn’t want to go alone, and I’m the only one she has here.”
Bullet sighs. “You’ve already made up your mind, haven’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Fine. Let me gather some guys, and we can go together.”
“Harlee, you there?”
