Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 115186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
“Do you mind if I get some water?” She glanced over her shoulder to see him push away from the door and stalk toward where she stood by the kitchen.
She could really use a beer instead, but her stomach was still twisted in knots from dealing with Roger and his undeserved cruel insults.
“Only got shit from the tap,” he said. “Nothin’ fancy.”
“That’s fine.” She hoped sipping some water would help settle her stomach.
With a single nod, he grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and filled it with ice and water from the refrigerator door dispenser. She hoped the glass was clean. She assumed he didn’t do his own dishes since he had sweet butts to do his bidding.
While she waited, she fingered a piece of mail sitting on the kitchen counter addressed to a Marvin.
Did Romeo get someone else’s mail by accident? “Who’s Marvin?”
When he didn’t respond, she glanced up. His expression said it all. “Hold on. Is that you? Is your real name Marvin?” She giggled, then leaned closer to read the rest of the name. “Marvin Lee Carter… The third?”
“Nothin’ wrong with that name. It’s a family name.”
“Of course there’s nothing wrong with it.” Only, it was hard to look at Romeo and see a Marvin. In fact, Romeo was as far from a Marvin as one could get. “Why don’t you use it?” She rolled her lips inward, trying not to grin like a lunatic.
“You know why,” he grumbled, placing the glass of ice water on the counter in front of her.
She danced away from him, still laughing. “I’m calling you Marvin from now on.”
“The fuck you will.”
“What will you do if I do?”
“Spank your ass.”
She slid to a stop and spun to face him keeping the kitchen island between them to stay out of his reach. “No, you won’t.”
“Wanna bet?”
Her eyebrow rose. It had to be an empty threat. He wouldn’t dare. “I’ll bet.”
“It’s a bet you’re gonna lose.”
“We’ll see about that, Marvin.”
“Madison,” he growled.
“Oh, now I know you’re serious since you used my full first name.” She shivered with fake fear before sticking out her tongue at him. “So scared.”
“Should be.”
This was what she needed tonight. Some teasing and laughter. Someone who could take a joke without getting bent out of shape.
Romeo might act like he was annoyed with her learning his birth name but in truth, his eyes said otherwise.
“Do your brothers know your real name?”
He shrugged.
“So, they don’t? Holy shit, do I actually have something to use as blackmail against you?”
“Got something you want from me that I ain’t willin’ to give?”
She pursed her lips and considered him. “You’d give me anything I asked?” Of course not, she was only playing with him. She didn’t expect anything but sex from him. He owed her nothing and she owed him the same.
“Within reason. Can’t give you a fuckin’ million dollars or a Ferrari. But can give you a ride somewhere.” He tipped his head toward the full glass. “Or a drink. Maybe some free advice. Can’t guarantee that advice won’t suck ass. And if you want an orgasm or two, can give you that.”
That he could. “The last one is why I’m here.”
“No shit.” He jerked his chin toward the untouched water. “Can you manage to carry that upstairs?”
If the stairs were normal, yes, but his were far from that. “I wouldn’t risk it.”
“Then drink your water ‘cause I’m about to make you thirsty all over again.”
“Promises, promises,” she murmured, snagging the glass off the counter. When she finished downing a third of it, she noticed him staring at her. “What?”
“Nothin’.”
She was lying when she gave him that exact answer earlier. Now he was doing the same.
When she licked her lips—on purpose—his eyes followed the path of her tongue. Despite the water, her throat quickly went dry. “I think we need to go upstairs now.”
“Good fuckin’ idea. Otherwise, gonna fuck you on that counter and you won’t gotta worry about climbin’ those fuckin’ stairs.”
Not only did a wildfire sweep through her and land between her legs, her cheeks even became heated. She couldn’t be blushing, could she? She pressed a hand to one.
She certainly was.
Why did this man turn her on so much? It didn’t make sense. He was everything she didn’t want. Mainly, a biker in an MC. Hell, not just a biker but an MC president and one with no filter at that.
A man with no fucks to give at all.
But for the next hour or two, she also would have zero fucks to give. Tomorrow was another day to worry about what waited for her at work.
After waking up alone, Romeo headed downstairs with disappointment weighing on him. Maddie must’ve slipped out after he drifted off. Somehow, she managed to leave without waking him. Not an easy feat.
Her stealthy escape proved she only wanted one thing from him.