Page 39 of Bound by Desire
I toss the truck into park, knowing I need to get back to the clubhouse and talk to my mother, but also knowing this’ll be the last time I’ll see Rylie. It’s been a long fucking time since I thought about seeing a woman again, but I wouldn’t mindseeingher.
“Babe.”
Ry turns toward me, her face contorting as she bursts outlaughing.
“Not sure what the fuck’sfunny.”
“It’s cool, Deke. I get you. Get where you’re comin’ from. You got shit. I got shit. We needed a breather, and we got it from each other. Not gonna start stalkin’ your ass oranything.”
My lips tip up. “That’sgood.”
“Yeah.” She turns and hops out of the truck. “You know where to find me.” She gives me a wink then slams the truck door shut, striding off. Her tight ass sways as she goes, making my cock hard onceagain.
Fuck.
She swings up into a kickass Jeep then takes off, not lookingbackonce.
* * *
“Deke!”Austyn runs up to my truck as I get out. Back at the clubhouse again. Back where everythingstarted.
“Surprised they took yourleashoff.”
“Ha, ha. Didn’t know you had a sense ofhumor.”
“Idon’t.”
“Whatever.” She crosses her arms. “They didn’t think you were coming back. Your ma’s havin’ a hard time, and your dad’s fuckin’ furious. You sure you wanna go back inthere?”
“Fuck no. Don’t got achoice.”
“What’s goin’ on?” she asks, her brow tipping over the top of hersunglasses.
“Mom’s gotcancer.”
Her hands drop, and she takes a step back like I physically punched her in the gut. “What?” Guess my old man was right in the everyone doesn’t know pool. Least I know it’s not a ploy to keep me here, but fuck me, I wishitwas.
“Gotta go in and talk to her. Don’t know a lot about it yet, but I’m sure it’ll get aroundquick.”
“Fuck, Deke.” She steps forward, placing her hand on my arm as a show of comfort. It feels foreign and surreal. Comfort isn’t a luxury I’ve had, even if it was my owndoing.
“Gonna crash at your place tonight before Iheadback.”
Surprise lights up her face. “You’restayin’?”
“The night. Go fromthere.”
“No problem. You can stay as long asyouwant.”
“The night,Austyn.”
She nods and falls into step with me as I move toward the clubhouse. Spotting my mother sitting at a table, with Princess, Tanner, and a couple of the ol’ ladies around her, I move that way. My father steps into my path, his look pissedashell.
“Surprised youcameback.”
“Told Mom Iwould.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He crosses his arms over his chest, the vein ticking in his neck and his eyes piercing me tothespot.
