I broke the kiss and peered up at him with a smile.
“I’ll always need you, pretty boy. I promise.”
He gave me a small smile in return before glancing up as we heard gravel crunch under tires and Diesel’s red Ranger came into view.
His voice cut through the morning air, not sounding happy.
“Yo, runaway bride! Get your ass in the car!”
I snorted, giving him an unimpressed glance.
Asshole.
“Hardly a bride, Diesel.”
“Fine, run away delinquent. Either way, get in the fucking truck before I put you in that seat myself,” he replied curtly.
He sounded tense, which confused me.
He never got shitty with me like that.
He had a genuine scowl on his face, and he gripped the steering wheel with one hand, the other resting on the gear stick.
I said goodbye to Hunter before jumping into Diesel’s pickup, bothered by the silent drive.
He didn’t look my way once, and he was usually chatty when he drove.
I didn’t like it.
Caden
“Fuck!” I slammed my palms against the steering wheel as I drove, Tyler grabbing the wheel to straighten the car as it jerked.
“Calm down or pull over and let me drive. It’s not your fucking fault, Holloway. She’s just tripping, she’ll be fine,” he growled, seeming relieved when I pulled the Challenger over and ripped the handbrake on.
I ran my hands over my face as anger and self-blame soaked into my bones.
“I turned my back for one second and she bolted. It shouldn’t be so hard to look after one fucking chick. What the fuck is wrong with me?” I demanded, thumping the wheel again.
Tyler grabbed the back of my neck, yanking me around to face him.
“Do not fucking blame yourself again. Swap seats with me, I’ll drive. We can check in at the diner, alright?”
I grumbled but nodded, letting my best friend drive my pride and joy, because I was probably going to kill us in it.
I was going crazy with worry, and I didn’t understand how we’d just lost her.
Sure, her car was fast, but Tyler and I didn’t fuck around once we’d gotten in the car either.
We drove until the sun came up, my phone suddenly ringing and jolting me out of my sleepy state.
I put it on speaker as I answered, panic racing through me.
Was she okay?
“Hey, Skeet.”
“Head on home. Hunter and I fucking found her,” he ground out angrily, making my heart thump harder.
“Is she hurt?”
“She will be once I get my hands around her fucking neck. Apparently, she’s become bum buddies with Hunter’s right-hand, Marco. He’s the one who got her high last night. Hunter let her fight at the warehouse without realizing she was fucked up on his product. Turns out, cocaine and violence make our girl horny, regardless of who’s around her. We found her tearing down the road on Marco’s dirt bike just now, his teeth marks still in her neck and his fucking cum still dripping from her pussy,” he half shouted, half growled, making me wrinkle my nose at the way he said it.
She was fucking someone else now?
I’d never even heard of Marco.
Tyler sighed from the driver’s seat, indicating as he turned onto the main road.
“She mentioned him last night but claimed she didn’t fuck him.”
“She didn’t until taking off from yours. She’s with Diesel right now, because if she was with me, I’d probably kill her with my bare fucking hands, and Hunter’s got Marco’s bike. I’m going home to fucking bed, I’ll deal with her later,” then he hung up before I could answer him.
“What now?” Tyler asked carefully, making me snort.
“Now, we head back to mine and get a few hours’ sleep. Like Skeet said, we’ll deal with her shit later.”
Unless I saw her on the way home, then she’d want to hope that Diesel didn’t pull over and let me at her for giving me a goddamn heart attack.
Chapter 6
Hunter
Fuck I was confused.
Rory was a friend, I guessed.
I just happened to have the urge to fuck her every time I laid my damn eyes on her, which was fine, because friends could think about each other like that, right?
Jealousy ate at me every time I watched the guys touch her, because I knew they’d eventually cut me out of it.
Why I gave a shit, I honestly didn’t fucking know.
All I knew was that Aurora fucking Donovan was my obsession, and I didn’t think it was healthy.
I’d always loved pussy.
I fucking loved it, but it was different now I’d had hers, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to let go of her just yet.
It wasn’t even the fact that her hot little body grinding on me made me come harder than I ever had in my life, but it was her company, too.
Her sassy attitude and her smart-assed mouth were what I looked forward to the most.
She was consuming my thoughts through the day, and she bombarded my thoughts at night when I was alone.
I was pretty sure I could win an award for the amount I’d been jacking off lately.
I’d have my fun with her and walk away when she went back to her relationship with the guys.
Easy.
Just a little longer though, right?
Rory
“Where are we going?” I asked warily as Diesel drove right through town without showing any sign of stopping.
He ignored me like he’d done the entire drive, making me scowl.
“Hey! Where the fuck are we going?!”
He finally glanced over at me, determination in his hazel eyes that I didn’t like.
“You’ll see.”
“Don’t play fucking games with me. Where…”
“This shit’s got to stop, babe. You’re scaring the fuck out of everyone, and you’re messing yourself up over it. I’m taking you to Slash,” he cut in, making me bolt upright in my seat with a massive grin plastered across my face.
Finally! Someone knew the bastard was hiding out!
“I fucking told them he was there! You’ve been in on it the whole time?”
Pain etched his face as he sighed, his words cracking my heart sharply.
“He’s gone, babe. It’s time you climbed out of that big bucket of fucking denial that you’re sitting in.”
I didn’t understand.
He’d said he was taking me to him?
“But you said…”
“I’m taking you to his grave. Skeet told me what happened last night at Ty’s. I don’t want you living like that, and I’m sorry for this, but its what’s best for you. I’m doing it because I care,” he explained, kindness in his tone.
I yanked on the door handle to find it was locked, panic overriding my senses.
“Diesel, let me out.”
“No can do. You need this, trust me. I did the same fucking thing with Sasha, and I wish someone had helped me sooner. You’ll thank me later,” he replied bluntly, making me panic even more.
What the fuck was he doing?
“No, I fucking won’t! Let me the fuck out, now!”