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“She wants to rip me into tiny pieces but she's glad I'm okay. I should probably get home.” Brooke looked out the window. “I totally forgot that my car is still at the strip club. Can you give me a lift to my apartment?”
I nodded. “Just let me give Axel a call first and make sure we're safe to leave.”
Chapter Thirteen
Brooke
Ryker and I pulled up to my apartment on his Harley. I felt like a badass. I wished Jenny would walk outside and see me on a motorcycle. My arms bear hugged his body. I didn't want to let go. I couldn't leave him yet.
“Want me to pick you up later tonight?” Ryker asked.
“Yes, please.” I hesitantly got off the bike and stood next to him.
He tore his sunglasses off. “You're so fucking beautiful, Brooke.”
My face blushed red. I bent over and kissed him on the cheek. “I'll be thinking about last night.”
“Don't play games with me or else I'll take you right here on my bike.”
I almost wanted to take him up on his offer. “Bye Ryker.”
He blew me a kiss and put his sunglasses back on. The tires of his bike screeched on the pavement as he took off. I walked up to the doorway when I got ping from my phone. I turned it on to find a text message from Ryker.
Ryker: Last night was wonderful. I'm counting the seconds until we can see each other again.
His message filled me with warm feelings. He was everything I wanted and more.
I texted him back:
Brooke: I'm counting the seconds until you can ravage me again.
Ryker: Such a dirty girl.
I put my phone back in my purse and opened the door.
A hurricane called Jenny hit me with 150 mph winds. “Where the fuck have you been, Brooke?” She grabbed a hold of me with tears in her eyes. “I was worried sick about you.” She hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe.
“I'm so sorry, Jenny. Last night was beyond crazy. I'll explain everything but I need to eat something. My stomach is devouring itself from the inside out.”
Jenny walked me to the kitchen. “There's still some eggs in the fridge.”
I grabbed a pan and heated it over the gas stove-top. Jenny took a seat at the breakfast bar, waiting for me to spill the details.
I cracked an egg and dropped the yolk into the frying pan. “I don't even know how to start,” I told her. The egg sizzled in the pan and I used a spatula to scramble it.
“Start from the beginning. That's usually the best place,” she smirked.
I stuck my tongue out at her. “After my shift last night, Ryker took me to a restaurant.”
“I already knew that. You were supposed to call me after your date so I knew you were all right.”
I gathered the egg and plated it. “The dinner was amazing and Ryker and I were having such a good time. We were flirting and playing footsie under the table.”
“My Brooke? Playing footsie with a guy? Does not compute.”
“Things were going so well until I spotted some guys outside...they had guns.” I sat down next to Brooke and stuffed my mouth with eggs.
Jenny's mouth dropped.
“They shot at us, killing our waiter.” I flashback to his body hitting the ground with a “thud.” I shut my eyes and tried to erase the memory from my mind.
Jenny became frantic. “Oh my god. Did you get hurt?” She put her hands on me and checked me all over.
“No I'm fine. Ryker saved my life. We barely escaped out of there.” I remembered riding on his bike, trying to stop my hands from shaking. I looked at my palms and they seemed fine.
Jenny relaxed. “Thank god you're all right. I'm glad he was there.”
I didn't want to tell her that the men were there to kill him. I'd rather let Jenny think that he was a hero because my next bit of news would blow her mind.
“Afterwards, he took me to a motel just in case anyone was following us. One thing led to another...”
Jenny gasped. “Holy
“She wants to rip me into tiny pieces but she's glad I'm okay. I should probably get home.” Brooke looked out the window. “I totally forgot that my car is still at the strip club. Can you give me a lift to my apartment?”
I nodded. “Just let me give Axel a call first and make sure we're safe to leave.”
Chapter Thirteen
Brooke
Ryker and I pulled up to my apartment on his Harley. I felt like a badass. I wished Jenny would walk outside and see me on a motorcycle. My arms bear hugged his body. I didn't want to let go. I couldn't leave him yet.
“Want me to pick you up later tonight?” Ryker asked.
“Yes, please.” I hesitantly got off the bike and stood next to him.
He tore his sunglasses off. “You're so fucking beautiful, Brooke.”
My face blushed red. I bent over and kissed him on the cheek. “I'll be thinking about last night.”
“Don't play games with me or else I'll take you right here on my bike.”
I almost wanted to take him up on his offer. “Bye Ryker.”
He blew me a kiss and put his sunglasses back on. The tires of his bike screeched on the pavement as he took off. I walked up to the doorway when I got ping from my phone. I turned it on to find a text message from Ryker.
Ryker: Last night was wonderful. I'm counting the seconds until we can see each other again.
His message filled me with warm feelings. He was everything I wanted and more.
I texted him back:
Brooke: I'm counting the seconds until you can ravage me again.
Ryker: Such a dirty girl.
I put my phone back in my purse and opened the door.
A hurricane called Jenny hit me with 150 mph winds. “Where the fuck have you been, Brooke?” She grabbed a hold of me with tears in her eyes. “I was worried sick about you.” She hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe.
“I'm so sorry, Jenny. Last night was beyond crazy. I'll explain everything but I need to eat something. My stomach is devouring itself from the inside out.”
Jenny walked me to the kitchen. “There's still some eggs in the fridge.”
I grabbed a pan and heated it over the gas stove-top. Jenny took a seat at the breakfast bar, waiting for me to spill the details.
I cracked an egg and dropped the yolk into the frying pan. “I don't even know how to start,” I told her. The egg sizzled in the pan and I used a spatula to scramble it.
“Start from the beginning. That's usually the best place,” she smirked.
I stuck my tongue out at her. “After my shift last night, Ryker took me to a restaurant.”
“I already knew that. You were supposed to call me after your date so I knew you were all right.”
I gathered the egg and plated it. “The dinner was amazing and Ryker and I were having such a good time. We were flirting and playing footsie under the table.”
“My Brooke? Playing footsie with a guy? Does not compute.”
“Things were going so well until I spotted some guys outside...they had guns.” I sat down next to Brooke and stuffed my mouth with eggs.
Jenny's mouth dropped.
“They shot at us, killing our waiter.” I flashback to his body hitting the ground with a “thud.” I shut my eyes and tried to erase the memory from my mind.
Jenny became frantic. “Oh my god. Did you get hurt?” She put her hands on me and checked me all over.
“No I'm fine. Ryker saved my life. We barely escaped out of there.” I remembered riding on his bike, trying to stop my hands from shaking. I looked at my palms and they seemed fine.
Jenny relaxed. “Thank god you're all right. I'm glad he was there.”
I didn't want to tell her that the men were there to kill him. I'd rather let Jenny think that he was a hero because my next bit of news would blow her mind.
“Afterwards, he took me to a motel just in case anyone was following us. One thing led to another...”
Jenny gasped. “Holy
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