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)
Kid tried to force the credit card in my hand again and even began to pull his phone. That shit didn’t work on me the first time he did it, and it’s lost even more of its appeal each and every time he’s done it since. He tried to follow me into Victoria’s Secret, but I pulled the phone out, indicating I was going to text Diego, and he backed off. The sales lady looked at me like I was crazy when I walked into the store with my head thrown back laughing.
I didn’t give myself much to spend since I have other obligations, but I was able to find two decent sets from the sales rack. I have to build an entire wardrobe a few pieces at a time, which is fine with me. I’ll be doing it on my own, and I know I’ll appreciate each and every item more than if someone purchased it for me.
Diego texted half an hour ago that they landed at a small local airstrip just outside of town. I hope he stops by here first, but I’m not going to be waiting in the doorway. I don’t want to seem too eager, even though I’m nearly bouncing around the room with so much pent up energy.
Grateful I don’t have to work tonight, I can’t help but imagine what my evening may look like. I know I can’t determine what will happen, but his texts since he left have been increasingly flirty and complimentary.
He’s said more than once that he can’t wait to get back to the clubhouse. He’s expressed a desire to take me out. He’s also not very happy with me working at the bar, but he hasn’t once told me I had to quit or tried to dictate my life in any way. Kid is there every second I’m working and sees me safely home each night.
Even though our conversations have happened mostly through texts and a handful of conversations, I feel like I’ve gotten to know him a little better, and I can’t help but smile wide each and every time my phone chimes a new text message.
The sound of his door opening next door snaps me out of the thought of past conversations. My heart begins to beat wildly; the unprovoked response a new feeling for me. It’s the first time someone coming home has brought joy and pleasant anticipation. In the past, the sound of a door opening would always let the fear that was always sitting right at the surface bubble over.
I give him a minute to put his things in his room. I check the mirror to make sure my hair looks good but doesn’t carry the appearance of trying too hard. I add a tiny dab of lip gloss to my lips and straighten my new shirt. When he doesn’t come to my door after five minutes, I give up on waiting and go to him.
I step out of my room and notice that his door is slightly ajar. I tap gently on the door.
“Diego?” I say loudly, not wanting to startle him or invade his space without his permission.
When I get no response, I push the door open wider. I stop cold when I see no other than Bunny lying completely naked on his bed. She’s reclined back on her elbow with her knees bent. The first thing anyone would see when they walk in the room is her bare snatch on full display.
“What the fuck?” I whisper unable to look away from her blatant show.
“Don’t look so surprised.” She swishes her head back and forth barely moving the over-hairsprayed mop on her head. “I always suck him off when he gets home from a mission. You ruined that the last time by tagging along with him and distracting him from his life here.”
The only thing I can do is stare at her; my mouth is still hanging open. I may have been beaten by my husband for several years, but I’ve never met a woman who’s so blatantly aggressive and disrespectful.
“You can watch if you want. I can show you how he likes it.”
I laugh at the offer because honestly it’s the most absurd thing I’ve ever heard. I remember what she said to Kid shortly after I got here about the threesome she’d had with him and Diego. I can’t help but wonder if that’s what he’s into, if that’s what he expects from me.
He can have all of this craziness and chaos. This shit is the last thing I need in my life. I shake my head at Bunny and leave her sprawled out on his bed. I cringe at her cackle as I walk out of the room without another word and close the door behind me. I can’t compete with skanky women who don’t mind being shared and passed around. I’d never be that type of woman for him.