Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
She opened it and saw a message. Driveway. Mailbox.
Walking to the front window, she spotted her car parked in her driveway. She’d totally forgotten about it in the parking lot at Inferno. Wraith had delivered it to her without a word. Hurrying down her stairs, she zipped out the front door and checked the mailbox affixed to the siding. Her keys.
Caroline hugged them to her chest as she turned and walked back inside. Closing the door, she leaned against it as her mind whirled a million miles a minute. She didn’t want this to be a one-night stand. Had he really meant it when he’d said that earlier? How did she tell him that’s what she wanted now too?
Grabbing her phone from the stretchy pocket on her leggings, Caroline sent him a message. It only took about fifteen minutes and lots of revisions to figure out what to say. In the end, she went with a simple message.
Thank you.
Immediately, her phone buzzed with a response.
I wanted you to have wheels to come see me.
Tonight?
Caroline’s pulse increased at the thought of seeing him so quickly.
Good idea. See you soon, Precious. I’m at the back bar. Drive carefully.
Caroline flew into the closet, searching for something special to wear. She pushed the hangers across the rod, rejecting almost everything as too tight, too ugly, too outdated, or too uptight. She settled on a fitted dress with a moderate neckline and a denim vest. It would have to do.
Tossing those on the bed, she ran to the bathroom to put on makeup. Caroline never wore very much. She considered intensifying her look but was afraid to transform herself into a clown. Wraith had pursued her last night without all that gunk. She crossed her fingers, hoping he hadn’t changed his mind.
While she’d worked late for her, Caroline suspected that Inferno would just be starting to rock now. When she was dressed, Caroline grabbed her purse and keys. She was so nervous she almost forgot to put down the garage door. After forcing herself to stop and take a couple of deep breaths, Caroline got on the road.
So many motorcycles filled the lot tonight. Every time she thought she’d found an empty parking space, Caroline discovered a bike backed into it. She finally drove to the back of the lot and grabbed a spot there.
Wraith wasn’t on door duty when she walked in. The guy’s cut reminded Caroline she’d heard the name before. “Oh, Scythe, you helped with my ex last night. Thank you.”
He gave her a strange look before glancing at her ID. “Caroline. No problem. He’s a jerk. Wraith’s working at the back bar.” He pointed toward the far wall. “Go that way and circle the room to the far wall. It will take you to the right place.”
“Thank you, Scythe.” Darting inside, she followed Scythe’s directions. The slightly younger man was definitely handsome. They all had muscles on top of muscles. Was that a requirement to join the Devil Daddies MC?
“Devil Daddies.” Caroline repeated that name to herself, and pieces of a puzzle clicked together. They couldn’t all be Daddies, could they?
“Whoa, Precious. You almost wiped out that server.” Wraith caught her with one arm and steadied the tray for the employee as well.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Caroline said to the server, feeling embarrassed that her distraction had almost caused a disaster.
“My dodge game must be off today. No problem,” the relieved waitress answered and darted away to deliver the drinks.
“I am such a klutz,” Caroline admitted and then stared at Wraith when the memory of his punishment crossed her mind. Heat flared under her fitted dress. “You can’t spank me here!” she hissed.
“Don’t speak poorly about yourself, then.”
Studying his stern face, Caroline guessed she didn’t have a chance in hell to change his mind. So, she changed tactics and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bouncing up on her tiptoes, she kissed him hard.
Caroline’s mind was fuzzy when he let her go. Wraith had taken immediate control of that kiss, and it had almost gotten out of hand. His touch made her forget where she was. Her urge to climb him in public wouldn’t be acceptable even at Inferno. She appreciated his steady hands at her waist.
“Wow,” she whispered.
“Hi, Precious. I’ve missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
“Wraith! We need you, brother!” a biker called him from behind the bar.
“On it,” Wraith answered back and urged Caroline to an occupied stool at the counter.
“Out,” he ordered. The man got up without question and ambled off into the crowd.
“That was rude,” Caroline hissed as he helped her onto the warm stool.
“Bad biker dude, right?” he reminded her before moving behind the bar.
In a few minutes, he’d pulled enough beers to catch the bartenders up and was concocting fancy shots for a rowdy bridal shower party. When he pushed one toward Caroline, she shook her head.