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“Today?” demanded Sas.
“Yeah, probably,” she replied.
“Contact us tonight and then let us know,” said Beans.
Julie wiggled her way back to her SUV, and both Beans and Teller stared at her ass the whole way.
Beans, standing next to Sas, let out a long sigh. “I’m not optimistic.” He scanned the landscape, a vein throbbing in his neck. His lips pursed, signaling the gears turning in his brain. “If we built up here, we might bring in top dollar.”
The man had a point. People couldn’t see the art of the possible on raw land like this.
“What the fuck don’t you understand about seventy-two hours?” Sas deadpanned. Not waiting for an answer, he continued, “I need to take a ride to the shipyard to check the ruins of the warehouse. Maybe there’s something left we can use.”
Teller spoke up, “I’ll map the route with the least traffic.”
“Good deal.” Sas gave a single nod. “You’re with me.”
Teller marched back to his bike and started messing with the infotainment system. The SUV pulled out of the area and disappeared behind one of the hills blocking the main road from our land.
When Sas moved past me, his shoulder plowed into mine. “Take the princess back to the clubhouse.”
Fabulous. I got to be the babysitter of the day.
Teller started up his bike and as soon as Sas mounted up, he tore away. Sas hauled ass behind him, and dust kicked up in their wakes.
“I’m heading to my office. I got paperwork.” Beans jumped on his ride and started it up with a roar. “You good?” he asked.
It seemed like everyone wanted to get out of this heat and sun. Except for Adelina, and I hadn’t heard a peep out of her. I hadn’t seen her in the last five minutes, and I was scared to turn around and have her not there. Or maybe I was scaredtohave her there.
After working up the courage, I faced my bike, where Adelina sat in the rider’s seat in all her hot-pink leather glory. Although, she pulled at the leather vest and fanned herself, looking wildly uncomfortable. When she unzipped the leather a little and pulled it away from her skin, I got a glance of her breast hidden underneath.
Just us up here now. Damnit. I definitely should’ve done what Sas had planned and sent her back inside. Now, I had todeal with the almost irresistible consequences. I looked away. She wasn’t my old lady or a bunny. Never would be.
Adelina raised her head, no longer fiddling with the leather. Sweat glistened on her skin, and a droplet ran down into her cleavage, teasing me. The way she posed against the rusty backdrop on my bike made it painful to look at her. I wanted to capture this moment with a pen and paper—no, more than that. I wanted to tattoo this image of her on my body. I had a bare patch on my thigh where she’d find a perfect home.
Then, I could stare at her for the rest of my life as I hand fucked myself.
“What?” she asked after I had been staring at her too long.
“Nothing.” I cleared my throat. “We should go.”
“You’re taking me back to the warehouse?” She pouted.
“Clubhouse,” I corrected.
“Same thing. So, you are taking me back there?”
“Yes, I’m—” I stopped my slow stroll toward my bike.
Sweat already prickled my skin, my cut hanging too heavily and too tight for this heat and humidity. But I was riding, and there would no freedom from my cut except death, and even then, someone would have to pry it from my cold, dead hands.
I’d chosen this life, something not meant for everyone. Adelina didn’t belong here, but in truth, she had only seen the shitty parts of it so far. Of us. That’s all she would see at the clubhouse, where she would either be stuck with the bunnies or locked in her bedroom until everyone thought they could trust her.
What kind of life was that?
Sas might’ve thought it was fine, but I wasn’t as much of a dick. Or at least I liked to think I wasn’t.
“No,” I said. “We’re not going back to the clubhouse. Yet.” I resumed my trek to my bike.
