Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
I pace in the hallway, going from one call to another, checking on my sources who are scoping out Carl and his friends. The diner is in trouble if the rumors are true. That fuckhead plans on burning my building down. Of course, it’s also rumored that he will wait until he knows I’m alone and inside. He’s got too many allies who will look the other way. Well, so do I.
My brothers and other prospects are waiting for the fuck to make an appearance, but a text comes in from Bullet. Carl split town.
Twenty minutes later, I get the scoop. Carl’s taken a sudden emergency trip to visit family. In reality, it’s because he can’t find Clover or her vehicle, so he skipped out. I’m guessing he will go looking for her before she gets home and reports the crime.
I walk into the bathroom just as she’s wrapping a towel around her sexy body. The sight is burned into my memory, and I plan to revisit it often. “Hey, baby, do you feel like going to work in the morning with me?”
“What if he’s there?” Fear mars her pretty face.
I close the distance and then pull the towel off of her. Taking it, I slowly start to dry her off. “He’s not going to be there.”
“Is he dead?” she asks, holding back a giggle as I take extra care in drying off her tits.
“Not yet. He’s gone out of town looking for you.”
“What if he goes to my parents?”
I stop my assistance and look her in those gorgeous eyes. “That’s what we’re counting on, but we know his men are going to be at the diner. If they see you, they’ll report to him and then he’ll come back. Even if he doesn’t, we have two people on his ass. He won’t be going near your parents unless he wants a bullet in his head.”
“I’ll go into work with you.” She smiles and then snatches the towel. “I could use some clothes, though.”
“We’ll stop by the apartment after work and see what we can grab. I asked Heather to pick you up some things from the store, so she should be dropping them off tonight. I’ll take you shopping for more when we have time.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive. Let me find you something to slip into in the meantime. Now, let’s forget all about our problems and eat so I can have dessert.” I wag my brows, staring straight at her pussy.
“Only if you’re a good boy.” This woman doesn’t even have to try to be sexy. I’m putty in her hands.
“Always,” I lie.
“Liar. Come on. I’m hungry.”
We work together to make a nice dinner and eat while we answer some more questions about each other. By the time we’re done, it’s well past our bedtime so we hit the sack. After all, we can’t be late to her first real shift.
Morning comes fast, and I’m proud of the fact that I’ve stayed out of her sore pussy. Okay, well, mostly out of it. I ate her out twice: once to go to sleep, and once to wake her up. “It’s time for the shower. I’ll make the coffee. We can have breakfast at the diner. I have to feed the dogs.”
“Okay. I’ll hurry.” While we were having dinner, Heather dropped off some clothes from the local department store. As much as I’d love to have her in just my clothes, I don’t think that’s going to fly at the restaurant.
I do my best to keep my hands off her sexy body until we’re in the truck. The second the doors lock, I feel the pull too tempting to resist and drag her face closer to mine to steal a kiss. It’s sweet and way too short for my liking, but I can’t have her out in the open like this. The ten-minute drive is filled with both sexual and nervous tension. He’s not around to bother her, but his minions will be lurking.
We pull into my spot in the parking lot. “Wait here. I’ll open the door.” She nods, thinking this is a safety precaution, but it’s my way of showing everyone she’s mine. I open it and take her hand. “So damn beautiful.” It’s a much warmer day and the snow’s going to be melting today—good. Once this is all over, I want Clover on the back of my bike with her arms wrapped around me, her pussy grinding on my seat as the motorcycle’s engine creates the perfect vibration to get her close to coming.
We arrive a few minutes after Rosie, and she’s grinning from ear to ear. “You must be Clover. Goodness, you’re beautiful. It’s no wonder you’ve got the boss losing his mind.” She pulls Clover in and hugs her. “Ernesto, get that grill going. This girl needs a hearty meal.”