Page 61 of Ride Hard
“Yes andno…”
“You’re trying to shake the tail of our mysterious pursuers,” I drawled, my heart cracking directly down themiddle.
Chaser tensed but didn’t offer any more of his mysterious thoughts. He really was pretendingthen.
“All glory is fleeting,” he whispered like some kind ofmantra.
So was love, by the looks of it. Flirtation, sexual satisfaction, companionship, trust… It was all as fleeting as a fart in the wind. One pungent whiff and it was torn away in a stiff breeze so abruptly you were never quite sure if you’d truly smelt it atall.
“Is this unrequited?” I asked, knowing I was giving him an ultimatum. “Am I wasting mytime?”
“Are we stillpretending?”
I tensed, starting to become outraged over the fact I’d let him come in me multiple times. I’d never let any man blow his load in me without a condom. Chaser… Shit, I was such amoron.
I’d fallen in love with a lostcause.
