Page 14 of The Convict

That makes sense and I’m glad members from the closer chapter came to visit a lot more than the Mellbind chapter, even if we didn’t talk much. It’ll keep them off the Tennessee’s chapters trail.

Finn has been sitting close to me and his head drops on my shoulder. He jerks awake, eyes wide. He’s as sleepy as I am.

“Is there somewhere we can sleep? I need to recharge.”

Zeke nods. “Take your old room. Need me to watch your date?” He grins wolfishly at Finn who tucks himself closer to me. Better the devil you know, I guess.

“Nah, he’s coming with me.” I pull the cuffs from the gym bag I brought in and slap a cuff on his wrist then the other on mine. “Bit of an insurance policy so he doesn’t slip out in the night.”

Finn looks at me with wide, fearful eyes that I ignore. “I won’t run,” he whispers.

“I know, because we’re cuffed together.”

I drag him to his feet and tromp to my old room. This is why I love my brothers. They knew I’d be back home. Probably not under these circumstances though.

There’s no dust around, so I’m guessing the prospects were tasked to keep it clean. The prospects come in with fresh sheets and make the bed while we stand to the side and watch. Telly has a red and purple bruise around his neck and I grin at him.

His eyes narrow, but he doesn’t say anything else slick. I do though. “That’ll be a reminder to shut the fuck up, now, won’t it?”

He grinds his teeth, his blazing eyes boring into me. Before he can mouth off again and get put on his ass, the other prospect speaks up. “Cool it, Telly. It’s not a big deal.”

Continuing my taunting—I must be exhausted because I don’t usually do a lot of talking—I look at the other prospect. “Who might you be, sunshine?”

He gulps. “Sam. I’m Sam.”

I look back at the bitch with the bruise around his throat. “Listen to Sam, Telly. Otherwise, someone will put a bullet in your face.”

After making the bed roughly, Telly stomps out, Sam hot on his heels.

With them gone, I take off my shoes and my basketball shorts. I’ll need more clothes over the next few days. I only have a bit of money left from Trenton’s wallet. So. Prez and Zeke will have to take care of getting me some new threads.

Yanking on the cuff, I pull Finn down beside me. “Get some rest. You’ll need to drive if we have to leave. I haven’t been behind the wheel in a long time and don’t want to risk running into a ditch.”

Sighing, Finn lays on his back stiffly, but in a matter of moments, he’s nodding off, soft, even breathes leaving his lips.

I follow right behind him, trying to get as much rest as I can before I start my life on the run.

Chapter 7

Fnn

Ididn’t think I would fall asleep beside a killer, in a den of killers, but after being up since six am, driving almost all day, my heart galloping out of my chest and fear being my constant companion, I was exhausted. Even the cuff clamped around my wrist didn’t stop me from dropping off.

When I wake, I’m on my side, my arm over my stomach and Rax spooning me. His big, warm body pressed against mine feels good. His hard cock even better. It takes a moment to remember exactly who he is and why I should be frightened, then it comes rushing back to me.

An escaped convict is spooning me, his dick unconsciously hard against me.

Taking a stuttering breath, I turn on my back, looking at the ceiling, willing my tears to stay put. I’m in the middle of a motorcycle club where one man admitted he killed a prison guard to escape, his best friend stood by while he choked a man half to death, and the president of the club told everyone assembled that he would kill them and their families if they said anything about said escaped convict being here.

No one here will help me escape and get back to my life. My mother and friends won’t worry about me for another few days. I have no one on my side.

My mother probably won’t worry about me at all.

Rax brushes against me, his fat dick pressing against my thigh. Turning to him, I see that he actually is really handsome. When he’s awake, he’s all growly and threatening, but here in his repose, he’s hot as fuck. It was a mistake to trust that he was a nice stranger, but there’s no denying that he’s a good-looking man.

Just then, a thought pops into my head. Maybe I can have him on my side. By using what I have to get me out of here.

I have my hands, my ass, and my mouth.

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