Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Fight? For what?” I glare at him.
“I want you to fight for me! I want you to fight for us!” He’s pacing back and forth and I can tell that he’s growing angrier by the second; it makes my skin crawl.
“Fight for us? Is this some kind of game for you?” I’m seething now that his words have sunk in. “You fuck me in Denver, act like I don’t exist except for being some sort of arm candy, and then I find a naked whore in your bed, and you want me to fight for us?”
His demeanor changes immediately at my words, and for a second, I think he’s going to accept what I say and finally leave. He doesn’t, rather he scrubs his hands over the stubble on his face and releases a loud sigh.
Chapter 36
Kincaid
“Love, Emmalyn.” I look up at her, and at least now she’s looking at me. It’s a vast improvement from her looking past me like she has for the last fifteen minutes.
“What?” The confusion is evident on her face.
“We made love, Em. I didn’t fuck you.” Her eyes go wide, and I’m grateful for the reaction. “It wouldn’t even have been fucking if I took you from behind and slapped you on the ass.”
“What the hell are you talking about? That’s just semantics.”
“I love you, Emmalyn. We made love.” Tears begin to stream down her cheeks, but then she begins to shake her head as if the words I’m saying aren’t true.
I shake my head yes.
“You don’t.”
“I do,” I counter.
“I can’t deal with your life, Diego.” At least, she’s calling me by my first name; that has to mean something. “I can’t deal with that woman anymore.”
She sobs loudly, and I sit on the edge of the bed, near her but not touching. I have no idea where I stand with her and I don’t want to press my luck.
“She’s gone,” I promise. “You’ll never have to see her again.”
“The others,” she whispers.
“There are no others, Em. There’s only you.”
She turns her head slightly and gives me a look that I know means she’s referring to the other women at the clubhouse who I’ve had sexual contact with. There’s nothing I can do about them short of making them all leave. I’d have an entire MC full of angry single men, and the last thing I want my club to do is despise her. Wrench hates her, and look what he did to her.
I need my brothers, but I need her more. If she asked me to make every woman at the clubhouse that has touched my cock leave, I would, in a heartbeat.
“There’s no one else at that clubhouse that would ever disrespect you the way Bunny did. I’m not going to lie to you and tell you that I haven’t messed with a few of the other girls there because I have, but it was just a release.” I reach out for her hand and clasp it between mine.
“There’s no other woman alive that I care for as much as I care for you, Emmalyn.”
We sit in silence, and as each minute ticks by I can’t help but think she’s trying to find another reason to let me go.
Eventually, she takes a deep, resolute breath, and the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, unsure if I want to hear her conclusions.
“You didn’t have sex with Bunny today?”
“I’ve never had sex with Bunny. I’ve never had sex with any of the women at the clubhouse.”
“I don’t think I can be who you want me to be,” she says sadly.
I reach up with my hand and tilt her chin, so she’s looking me in the eye. “I just want you to be you. The woman you’ve been since day one, that’s who I want.”
She gives me a weak smile, and I kiss her forehead and pull her against my chest.
“I should have let you explain, but walking in there…” She takes a shuddering breath.
“It looked pretty bad. It never crossed my mind that you thought I’d cheated, Emmalyn. I figured you were pissed because Bunny was acting like the bitch she is, trying to stake some claim on me.” Being with another woman hasn’t crossed my mind since the first time I’d laid eyes on her, and I hate that she would consider for a second that I’d do something like that.
“Cheated?” She asks. “Do you consider us in a relationship?”
I smile at her, looking from one bright blue eye to the other. “Since the minute you climbed on my bike, Em.”
I look around the room realizing just how quiet it is. “Where’s Ollie?” Rose and Doc kept him while we went to Denver yesterday, but I knew she had to be missing him.
“He was downstairs sleeping at Doc’s feet when I came up here. I was too upset to wake him up and bring him up with me.”