Page 71 of Sinners MC: A MC Anthology

“Ah. Fine is never a good thing, right?” He pushed his way into the apartment and sat down on the couch. Patted the cushion beside him.

“Do you want anything?” she asked. “I have beer too, but it’s the cheap stuff.”

“I want you to sit with me.”

She nodded and came over, sat on the edge of her seat. “I was going to return your shirt.”

“Don’t. You look incredible in it.”

She looked down, a little surprised at how much of her breasts were revealed, and laughed.

He reached over and set his large hand on her knee. It was warm and soft and made her feel safe.

“I’m not crazy.” She said the words but didn’t believe them.

“I agree, beautiful. Would you mind telling me what upset you?”

“I moved here, to this apartment complex, to get away from a bad situation.”

He swore under his breath, again. “Tell me who hurt you and I’ll kick his ass. A boyfriend? Husband?”

“Roommate.”

“A chick?”

She shook her head. “My roommate was a man. He was extremely aggressive and was always complaining about my things. He yelled a lot. He was just an asshole, but about a month ago, he kind of snapped and backhanded me. Broke my glasses, gave me a black eye. I wore his fingerprints on my arm for a few weeks.”

Casey reached up to adjust her new glasses, still feeling like everyone could see the evidence of the abuse.

His caress on her thigh was hypnotic. “I’m glad you moved here.”

“Thank you.”

“Not just for my sake. I’m happy that you’re safe.”

“I don’t always feel safe.”

“Give me your phone. Whatever happens or doesn’t happen with us, Casey, I will always have your back. So will my club. Call me if you need anything.”

“I don’t want to be an inconvenience.”

He rubbed his thumb over her skin and then grabbed a pen, wrote his number on the back of a Chinese food menu. “I’m serious, Casey. I can’t stand little bitches like your former roommate.”

She smiled. “Thank you. But Greg Jefferies is not little.”

“Just a bitch, then.” It wasn’t a question, just facts. “Should we order some Chinese, watch some porn? I’m not tired.”

She rolled her eyes. “I have leftovers in the fridge.”

“Even better. Let me, okay?”

Casey nodded, a little surprised at how natural it felt to have a man in the apartment. She didn’t miss Greg at all, but company in a city this large was nice, especially with her best friend all the way back in Kansas.

“I think we’re compatible, Case. You order almost exactly what I do.”

“Really?”

“No, but hey, it made you smile.”

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