Page 46 of Bound by Passion (Ravage MC)

Yes. We were going home.

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NYX

What the ever-lovingfuck was that?

Confusion filled me about the man my body was wrapped around on his bike. First and foremost, that look. It was possessive. As if he was going to change into some other being if I didn’t calm him down.

The thing was, it should’ve scared me. It should’ve thrown me off my game.

Instead, it intrigued me.

Intrigued me to a point that I didn’t fight it when he led me to his bike and told me to get on the back of it. Not a single peep out of me. Just got right on behind him, wrapped myself around him, and he took off like a shot.

He didn’t go directly to Sumner. No, he took the scenic route and headed into the hills. It felt as though he went across the state, but I didn’t care.

It had been a long ass time since I’d been on the back of a bike. A guy I used to see had one, and we rode. But we weren’t together long, and I didn’t realize until this moment how much I really loved it. The feeling of wind kissing your skin, the power under you, it was remarkable.

The fact that it was Raid controlling the beast of a machine made it better.

The tension of what had just happened at Screech’s fell away, and I rested my head on Raid’s back. His hand came to mine and gave me a squeeze. He said something, but I couldn’t hear him.

With the vibrations of the bike and the warmth of the sun, I felt myself about to drift off.

His hands gripped both of mine and squeezing enough to get me to sit up.

Guess falling asleep on the back of the bike wouldn’t be the best thing to do. But hell, I was tired.

Dealing with the videos all night. Not sleeping, Whatever the hell that was that happened at Screech’s place, I was wiped.

Today was my day off and all I wanted to do was sleep and forget.

Forget everything.

Forget the world existed.

Just for a little while. I wanted to feel free. Free from all the confines of my life had put around me over the years. Just an escape.

Please fuck give me an escape.

We pulled into my driveway about twenty minutes later, and as much as I loved the bike, I really needed sleep.

I hoped like hell Raid didn’t want to “talk.” I was just dead.

Raid stopped the bike, killed the engine, and nodded at me to get off. I did, then reached in my bag and grabbed my keys. I hadn’t been in the front door in so long I was hoping I had the damn key on my chain.

It didn’t take a moment before I felt the warmth of a hand on the small of my back.

Was I completely insane that I liked the feel of it? That it made me feel a modicum of safety. While I knew safety wasn’t an actuality, it was only for a moment, I sucked it up.

I unlocked the door, and we walked through as the alarm started beeping. Raid wasted no time going to the panel and punching in a code, making the noise stop.

I didn’t have the energy to fight with him. Closing the door, I locked it and went straight to the bedroom without a word.

I tossed my bag to the floor and peeled off my pants.

A strong arm went around me.

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