Page 16 of Bonita Brynne

“Not good enough. I need to know we’re okay and you won’t push me away.” He held my waist and kept us connected when I tried to get off him.

“We need to get dressed so we can leave.” I shot him a stern look.

“Fine.” He let go.

I climbed off him quickly and searched for my clothes… and tissues to wipe up his cum. “It’s selfish to only be thinking about ourselves. I won’t do it until everyone is safe.”

“It’s not selfish. I’m just trying to ensure you’re not going to cut me out of your life!”

“How can I when I’m pregnant with your baby and our parents are married!” Whoa. Now he was pissing me off.

We dressed while throwing dirty looks at each other. I’d known our time on cloud nine would end, and we’d be forced to deal with the ugly realities of our life. I only wished we’d had more time together to strengthen our bond. It appeared we reverted back to being angry with each other faster than lightning.

Were we so easy to break and destroy?

“Can you hurry it up? Left my plane running on the grass landing strip,” Bone shouted. “We gotta go.”

Joseph pointed at me as he strode toward the door. “I’m not giving you up. That’s all I’m gonna say. You are mine.” He flung the door open.

I prayed he meant it because I needed him to be strong for both of us.

“Good to see you, lover boy.” Bone snorted. “We gotta run for it.”

“We’re ready.” Joseph reached his hand out to me. “Bonita?”

“I’m ready,” I lied and put my hand in his.

How could I be ready when the unknown was outside the shack’s walls?

I felt it in the marrow of my bones. Something horrible was on its way.

His name was Dorian Adrienne, and like Joseph, he wouldn’t give me up without a fight. In Dorian’s wicked mind, I belonged to him.

Even if he managed to get me, my heart and soul would always belong to Joseph.

Minnesota wasn’t like Montana. It was okay, but I preferred mountains and forests over flat farmland. I supposed I was biased. Montana had become my home during my college years. If I could, I would hop back into Bone’s plane and return home right this second.

I couldn’t stop thinking about my mom and her husband.

The guys who’d been at the cabin were also on my mind. I hadn’t gotten to know them well, but each one had treated me with respect. They seemed to have looked up to Joseph as a leader. I was curious to know what happened after Joseph and I fled with the help of every person on Bone’s mountain. I knew they’d been arrested, but then what?

The truck we were in drove onto a gated property. An armed man at the gate reminded me of my childhood home in Chicago. When I was young, my dad told me we needed extra protection because we were rich. I had believed him. But now that I was older, the more I learned about my father, the more I hated him. He was a criminal. His import-export business wasn’t legitimate.

Worst of all, I would never forgive him for lying about my mother’s death and wanting to marry me off to Dorian. A shudder of disgust worked through me.

“This is my club’s compound,” Joseph whispered.

There were a lot more motorcycles and vehicles there than at Bone’s compound. The idea of meeting a bunch of people made me sweat.

“We sure missed you, cuz,” Dodge said from the driver’s seat. I’d been briefly introduced to him. He resembled Raul and Joseph, just a little shorter and bulkier across the chest, with the same tan skin, dark hair, and eyes.

Bone sat in the passenger’s seat.

I was in the middle of the back row with Joseph on my right and Easton on my left. I felt secure surrounded by these muscly bikers with intense expressions.

“Missed you too. How’s Emilee and the kids?” Joseph put his hand on my knee but kept his gaze out the window. We hadn’t had an opportunity to talk after our blow-up at the shack. Even with him touching me, I felt disconnected.

We parked in front of a large building. Joseph flew out of the cab like a kid arriving at a theme park. I sensed his excitement about being home, but trepidation flowed through my veins. My stomach twisted into knots as I slid across the seat.

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