Page 84 of Crash and Burn
Once we’ve finished eating we pay our bill and get back on the road. This time, with Saint driving. I lay back down, resting my head on Rascal’s leg. Six hours later we’re finally pulling up to the clubhouse. Oddly enough, I missed this place.
I walk into the clubhouse behind Rascal. It’s after two in the morning, so most everyone is asleep.
“Ras, baby! You’re back!” Fucking Trix. The one thing I didn’t miss. Her eyes land on me. “Oh, you broughtherback.”
“Listen here, bitch.” I charge toward her but strong arms wrap around my waist, stopping me.
“Calm down. Now isn’t the time for this,” Rascal says in my ear. His lips brush against the shell of my ear, taking my attention off Trix. I turn around in his arms. Snaking my arms around his neck, I kiss him.
“Trix, you’d do best keepin’ your distance from them. Marley’s markin’ her territory and she’ll fuck you up.” Saint laughs.
Ignoring them both, Rascal drags me down the hall to my room. I change my clothes while he strips down to his boxer briefs and we climb into bed. He pulls me to his side, tangling our legs together. Within minutes, I fall asleep. Safe in his arms.
