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Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers
Chapter 132
Melody
Two hours later and I was soaked. The rain had come down so hard, like the world itself was tired of summer and was nos ready to
dump autumn and winter down our heads.
I was freezing but it was nothing compared to what he must be feeling. The white tee he was wearing was now transparent.
Reaching behind him, he tapped me on the thigh and pointed. Following the line of his arm I felt relief flow through me.
A sign of rental cabins just up ahead. Somewhere warm and not wet where we could rest and I could think clearly because I hadnt! quite digested the fact that I’d just ridden off with a bike whose name I didn’t even know.
He must have taken my sign of relief as a yes please because within minutes we had pulled up in front of a simple wooden structure, there were other cabins behind it. But that tiny building was the only one with lights on.
“Off.”
Scrambling to do what he asked even though my legs felt like jelly and I was shivering so much that my teeth were clashing
together.
“Let’s get you in out of the rain.”
The first bubble of panic gripped me. Not because I was in the middle of nowhere with a stranger but because if I went inside then more than likely the person manning the desk would recognise me.
I didn’t want that to happen.
If I was really running away I wanted to do it properly. I needed to disappear.
Shaking my head I wrapped my arms around my shivering body. “I’m ok staying out here.”
He stared at me for a second, one rough finger sliding down my wet cheek. “Don’t know who you’re afraid of but no one will hurt you when I’m around.”
I believed him. Which was crazy but I did. “I just-”
How could I explain to him that no one was hurting me, it was my life/choices, my dreams that I was running away from?
“Ok. At least stand by the wall out of the wind. I’ll be as quick as I can.”
He was in and out in less than two minutes but it was two minutes of being alone with my thoughts and starting to second guess
everything.
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I was glad when he took my hand and walked me towards the nearest cabin
Neither one of us spoke before the door was shut firmly behind us and he had flicked on the lights
My eyes took it in and widened. Everything was simple but functional
But there was only one bed.
Shit, would he expect me to sleep with him? A stupid question of course he would expect us to have sex. He hadn’t just rase
out of the kindness of his heart.
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He might have acted like a gentleman but-
My thoughts scattered as he peeled the soaking wet shirt off his body and threw it to the floor. Revealing, the rippling tanned
muscles it had been hiding.
My mouth went dry and my throat closed up.
Holy cow that body was-
“Here.” A towel was thrust into my hand. “Dry yourself off. Id say take a shower but-” his lips twisted in a grimace. “I think you
would end up dirtier.”
“Is it that bad?”
Chuckling, he nodded. “Worse. I’m going to run to the bike for my bag. I don’t have anything for you to wear tomorrow but I should have a shirt or something you can sleep in tonight whilst your clothes dry.”
I couldn’t help it. I darted a look towards the bed. Nerves making my breath quicken,
“You can take the bed.” He said, reading my thoughts. “I’ll sleep in the chair or the floor.”
Biting my lip I met his eyes. “Thank you but-“
“Don’t worry about it. Believe me I’ve slept on worse. I’ll be right back-”
He’d taken two steps towards the door before I reached him. “Why are you doing this if you don’t want to sleep with me’
He turned slowly. His eyes drifted across my body in a way that made me imagine his hands doing the same.
My nipples that had hardened in the cold, tightened and his eyes darted down to them.
The tip of his tongue swiped across his bottom lip. “Who says I don’t?” Cocking his head to the side he studied me. “But you don’t need to fuck me as some kind of payment. That’s not why I helped you.”
“Why did you help me?”
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Pursing his lips he mulled over the question like it was a brain teaser. “Because you needed help. Stay inside I’ll be right back
A gentleman he really was a gentleman. And that body. He might have the best intentions and have no plans to fuck me bat lú seen that body and now all I could think about was how it would feel if all that tanned muscle was rubbing against my
How long had it been since I’d had a man between my thighs? Too long, it was impossible to have meaningful connections when half the country knew who you were and your manager happened to be your ex.
This didn’t have to be meaningful. I reminded myself. It could just be-
I’d stripped my wet clothes off my body and hung them over the small radiator in the bathroom when the door opened and he
appeared again.
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