Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 70934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
“Shut up…she doesn’t hang out at the clubhouse with the Last Rider’s anymore.”
“That’s only because they didn’t let her join, doesn’t mean she isn’t still putting out to them at her place. Heard her and Cheryl need to both put a counter on their bedroom door to see which one of them is the biggest slut in town.”
“I already know the answer to that. Diane has them both beat hands down.” Dustin gave the killing blow to Greer’s ego. “There isn’t a pair of jeans in town that Diane’s hands hasn’t been down.”
Greer punched Dustin knocking him backward into Tate who was fed up with the brothers riling each other.
“Cut it out!” Tate snapped, leaving them behind. He hadn’t waited an hour to talk to her to miss the chance because of their squabbling. When Greer was bored he inevitably resorted to picking a fight to relieve his boredom. He didn’t care who it was, as long as they would give him a good fight. Unfortunately it usually was his brothers because they were around each other so much, and they liked a good fight as much as he did. Because Dustin was younger and a dirty fighter who usually ended up kicking both their asses, while Tate and Greer were pulling their punches so as not to hurt their little brother. They were going to have to stop that shit, Dustin was ruthlessly taking advantage of it and was gloating afterward. Tate was going to put baby brother in his place one of these days, but first he needed to deliver a message.
Tate slammed his hand down on the car door before Lisa could open it.
“You don’t want to say hi?”
The sound of fake laughter filled the air.
“I didn’t see you, Tate. How have you been?”
“I’ve been better.” Tate leaned back against her fancy sports car.
“Sorry to hear that, I heard the police were looking for you.” Her eyes darted around the parking lot, Tate was sure she was searching for someone to help her escape. She was shit out of luck. Greer and Dustin had both positioned themselves out of view while Greer’s truck kept anyone from seeing them from the other direction.
“That’s all been straightened out.”
“Oh.”
“Don’t sound so disappointed.”
“I’m not, of course, I’m glad you’ve been cleared.”
“Sutton’s back in town.” Tate controlled himself from strangling the lying bitch. “She told me that you said you were having my baby.” Her expression became carefully blank as she opened her mouth to respond. “I would think twice about lying if I were you.”
Her mouth snapped shut.
“I take it back, you’re not as stupid as I thought you were. At least you aren’t trying to lie your way out of it.”
“I was pregnant.” Lisa lowered her voice, so that only he could hear her.
“Maybe, but we both know it wasn’t mine. Why blame it on me? That last night we were together you tried like hell to get me to fuck you without a condom, telling me you had it covered, that you couldn’t get pregnant. That was the only piece of truth you spewed. You couldn’t get pregnant because you already were, weren’t you?”
“Yes.” She admitted unable to look him in the eye. “I was pregnant, and the father refused to marry me, I thought if you had sex with me I could say it was yours. I knew you would marry me if you believed it was your child.”
“You’re right about that, there would have been no way a kid of mine would be raised alone with you.” Tate snarled. “You underestimated my intelligence if you believed I would have fallen for that bullshit.”
“I was young and didn’t know what else to do. I’m sorry, I felt terrible right after I said that to Sutton.”
“Not bad enough to fix it though were you? You’ve let her believe it for years.”
Guiltily she remained silent.
Tate straightened from the car. “I’ll thank God everyday for the rest of my life that I was fortunate enough not to fall into your trap. Because of you, Sutton and I lost years that we could have been together. You hurt her in ways you’ll never know because I don’t want you to have the satisfaction. You’re damn lucky you’re a woman, if you were a man I would shoot you dead where you stand.”
Greer glanced over his shoulder. “I’ll do it I don’t give a fuck if she’s a woman.”
Tate ignored the tempting offer. “Instead I’m going to take away from you what Sutton lost.”
Lisa’s face turned a sickly shade of white. “What are you going to do?”
Tate reached into his pocket pulling out a photograph flinging it at her, uncaring of whether she caught it or not.
The photograph fell to the ground before she could catch it, she knelt reaching for the photo with trembling fingers. She stared at the picture before glancing back at him.