Page 116 of Protected by the Biker (Grim Reaper MC)
I had assumed that Hunter was tough. That he liked riding bikes and had tattoos like a lot of people in this town. He had not tried to hide the fact that he was different from other regular guys, but the fact that he was an actual patched-in member of a motorcycle club had never crossed my mind. How could I get involved with another one of them? Right after I had managed to escape the clutches of someone exactly like him?
I walked backwards, picking my clutch off the couch, till my body pressed against the door. Inside, I could still hear the sound of the shower and I felt like my legs were going to collapse. I had been so happy, so content just minutes ago and within minutes everything had changed.
Hunter had made me feel safe, and made me feel comfortable. This evening had convinced me that I had finally met a guy who wasn’t like Tony or the others before him…but how wrong I was! I should have believed my gut instinct that warned me this was all a make-believe world. That reality was going to come crashing down on me any second and it finally had.
I had done it again. The fact that I had Carter, that I had a responsibility to my son hadn’t stopped me from making another bad decision. I would not become involved with another motorcycle club. It didn’t matter that this club was a different name than Tony’s. I knew that they were all the same.
I heard the shower stop and I knew I had to get out of there. I felt a tug in my belly as I turned the lock and quietly, closed it behind me. I wasn’t even sure of where his apartment was, or how I was going to make my way back home at this time of the night. But the only thing I could think of was that I needed to get away from there. My attraction to Hunter, to his body and his sexy blue eyes had made me do something that I was now regretting.
No matter how good he was in bed, no matter how many times he made me come in one night; sacrificing my peace of mind for a life with another MC member was not something I was prepared to do.
CHAPTER 10
Hunter
In the shower, I thought about the woman who was walking around naked in my living room. Sex with Kylie was great, almost like I had never had sex with anyone before. There were so many things I wanted to do to her and I couldn’t wait to get started. And there were so many things I wanted to ask her as well.
I changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and with my hair still damp from the shower, I walked out of my bedroom towards the living room. I’d been away from her for no more than fifteen minutes and already I could feel myself wanting to see her again.
It was strange that I was feeling this way. That I couldn’t stop thinking about her even when she was in the same apartment as me. I knew something was wrong. Something was happening to me and I had no idea what the fuck that was. I had to find a way to make her spend the night. I’d decided I would ask her to bring her son back here if she had to, but I wanted to spend the rest of the night getting to know her. I wanted to know everything there was to know about Kylie Aston.
When I stepped into the living room, it was empty.
With my brows crossed, I stood there for a couple of moments just looking around.
“Kylie?” I called out her name, hoping she had just slipped into one of the other rooms in search of a bathroom or something like that.
My voice echoed in the empty house and I called out her name again.
Then my eyes fell on my discarded clothes, lying folded up neatly on the couch. That was what alerted me to the absence of Kylie’s clothes. They had been lying strewn around the room earlier and now they were missing.
I called out her name again. Panic gripping me all of a sudden. She had dressed herself and then gone missing. I searched for her purse, which was missing too and I realized she was gone.
I walked over to the front door and saw that it was unlocked. In a sudden fit of fury, I punched the door with my clenched knuckles and growled when the wood dug into my flesh. She was really gone.
I paced the room, grumbling under my breath as I tried to make sense of the whole thing. Why would she have just disappeared without a word? When I went into the shower, she seemed happy and comfortable. Nothing in her actions or expressions had made me think that she wanted to leave. She hadn’t even texted her babysitter!
What had I done, what had she seen? Something must have triggered her suddenly to make her leave. I wasn’t fooling myself, it was obvious that she had fun tonight. The sex was great! I could see it in her eyes that she wanted more and she had seemed genuinely excited at the prospect of a fancy meal. I had the entire dinner planned out in my head. I was still itching to cook for her.
Why had she gone without a word?
I wondered if it had something to do with her son. Had she received an emergency phone call from the babysitter? Maybe that’s what it was.
I tried to calm myself. She owed me nothing. I didn’t need a justification from Kylie for leaving. It wasn’t like she was my girlfriend and it wasn’t like she was indebted to me in any way. She was a free woman and she could do as she pleased. But she had left without even leaving me a note!
I clenched my jaw to suppress a growl that was growing inside me. My eyes fell on my helmet and I decided that I needed to make sure that she was all right. I had offered to give her a lift home. At this time of the night, she wouldn’t find a cab very easily. She couldn’t have walked very far. Maybe I could still catch up with her. The least I could do was give her a ride.
I picked up my helmet and my keys and that was when I heard my cellphone ring. I wasn’t really thinking and assumed that it was Kylie calling.
When I answered, my voice still mixed with rage and confusion; I realized that it was Gunner.
“Where are you brother?” I heard Gunner’ voice and I let out a deep grunt. Why would Kylie call? She didn’t even have my phone number.
“At my place. Why are you calling?” I snapped at Gunner, unable to hide the annoyance from my voice.
“What’s gotten into you these days! Jeez! The second shipment is coming in,” I heard him say as I rubbed my face in frustration with my hand.
“Second shipment?” I asked, still feeling a little lost.
“Yeah, you know, our second shipment man,” Gunner said and I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
“Yeah, right, okay,” I mumbled.
“You coming?” he said and I gulped. I could do with the distraction, that much was for sure.
“Long Beach?” I asked him.
“Yeah. See you there in twenty minutes,” Gunner said and then he cut the call. I listened to the white noise in my ear for several moments before I finally dragged the phone away.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Kylie and what had made her leave so suddenly, but meeting the boys and getting to work would serve as the best distraction.
I headed out the door in seconds, bounding down the stairs till I jumped on my Harley. And instantly, I felt that searing ache in my body again, from the fact that Kylie wasn’t sitting behind me. That she didn’t have her arms around my waist anymore.
This woman had really fucked me over.
CHAPTER 11
Kylie
Carter and I were at the beach the next morning. It was early, not even six and the morning was just about breaking but I needed to get away. I needed the fresh air and I needed the quiet.
Once I got back to the apartment, I had woken up Julia, paid her and once she left I just sat in Carter’s room in the dark and watched him sleep for a few hours. At five, I tried not to wake him as I lifted him off his crib and took him out to the car.
So now he was in his Spiderman pajamas and had just about managed to wake up, and I had never seen him this excited before. As far as he knew, his mommy had surprised him early in the morning by bringing him to his favorite place.
I sat in the sand, keeping a keen eye on him as he ran around and made castles. His laughter and his joy made me smile, but I still couldn’t stop thinking about what I had done.
The beach was deserted, except for a few early morning
surfers trying desperately to catch a wave. I watched the waves gently crashing, the seagulls calling out and flying overhead, the sandy salty sea breeze was in my hair, tangling up my curls and I didn’t care. This was the most peace I could have asked for. Something about watching the sea made me calm.
I had just spent the night with a MC member. Again.
How had this happened? I couldn’t wrap my brain around it.
