Page 9 of Embracing Easy

Right. He was offering me a place to crash.

I glance back at my car on the street that’s overflowing with all my stuff. There isn’t any room to sleep in there.

I turn back to Easy, standing in his open door. “It won’t be too weird? I mean, we just met, and letting a stranger who just knocked on your door come inside and crash isn’t normal.” I’m not sure why I’m asking. The fact we just met and he kissed me already makes it beyond weird. Who kisses a complete stranger who knocks on their door in the middle of the night? That’s gotta be a red flag. Right?

He lifts a brow. “Sweetheart, I’m a biker. I do whatever the fuck I want. I don’t care what anyone else thinks is ‘weird’.” Guess that answers my question about kissing strangers.

Although, I’m not too sure what riding a motorcycle has to do with him giving me a place to stay, but at this point, beggars can’t be choosers.

“If you’re sure you don’t mind.” I bite my lip. “And… uhm… thank you. I just need to lock up my car,” I thumb over my shoulder.

“Do what you need to do, sweetheart. I’m going to finish my shower. Make yourself at home.”

And with that, my temporary roommate spins around and stalks back into his house, leaving me wondering what the hell just happened.

Chapter Five

Easy

Propped against in my kitchen doorway with my coffee cup in hand, I watch my new obsession’s nose twitch in her sleep.

When she broke down last night, everything inside me roared to life, filling me with this unexplainable need to make everything that was going wrong for her right.

After taking the quickest shower known to man, I reached out to Dex and gave him all the information I'd managed to put together from my limited conversation with Lex.

Unsurprisingly, it takes Dex less than five minutes to piece together most of her life story.

Alexis Vale is a twenty-four-year-old vet tech from Kentucky. She was raised by her paternal grandparents after her mother and father lost their lives in a tragic car accident. Lex is as strait-laced as they come, which puts her way out of my league.

Too bad for her I’m a selfish bastard who wants her anyway.

Taking another sip of my coffee as I watch her sleep, I feel for her.

My girl has been through the wringer in the last few years.

It’s bad enough she lost her parents as a child, but to lose both grandparents in a house fire—it’s more than anyone should have to endure.

After learning about her past, I made up my mind that she was going to be mine.

Lexi is honest and trusting, and it’s refreshing.

That soft spot needs protecting, and I want the job.

I know whatever this is that I’m feeling is crazy, but I don’t care.

I’m going to do whatever the hell I want. Starting by figuring out how to get her off my couch and into my bed.

My phone vibrates in my pocket. When I pull it out I see a message from Dex.

Got a lock on her money

Let me know when you find him

You got it

Moving back into the kitchen, I set my cup in the sink and snag my keys off the table. I hate leaving her to fend for herself, but I still have a job to wrap up.

“Fucking frat boys,” I growl under my breath as I move quietly back into the living room. Dropping down onto my haunches at the side of the couch, I take her in.

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