Read Online Faith: Biker Romance (The Virtues Book 2) by Davida Lynn - Free Book Online Page B

time in as many days. By now they’d probably called everyone we knew in Colorado Springs and the police. They might have even called my sister. The idea suddenly struck me that I needed to call her.

    Esther would be the only person I could reach out to. She would understand, and she would take Eddie and I in once we made it to California. I made a mental note that calling her was of the utmost importance. Then I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

I woke up to darkness. The clock beside the bed read a little past five in the morning. Eddie was in a deep sleep, his thick arm across my waist. I tried to count how many hours I’d been out, but I couldn’t believe that it was nearly ten.

    A smile crept onto my face as I lay next to my man. I couldn’t help but love that even in sleep, he was doing his best to protect me.

    I drifted off again, feeling a peace that I’d wished for finally work its way into my soul.

    The second time I woke up that morning, Eddie wasn’t in the bed. He was at the small table near the door, staring out the window. I sat up.

    “What’s going on?”

    He barely turned to me. “Not sure, but I don’t like it. There’s some suspicious car outside. It’s driven through the parking lot twice now. Maybe I’m just being paranoid.”

    I turned my body to the edge of the bed, wanting to be ready no matter what happened. My clothes were in a pile at the edge, and I started digging through them for my socks.

    “Do you think it has to do with the guy in Frisco?”

    Eddie shook his head. “Awful long way for someone to drive for revenge. What’s that, a thousand miles? Nah, probably nothing.”

    I had no idea how many miles I’d ridden on the back of the Harley. I knew it had been two long days of driving straight through, stopping for gas and quick snacks. I pulled my jeans up my legs and stood up.

    Resting a hand on his shoulder, I asked, “You want me to get everything together?”

    “Not sure. I was gonna run an idea past you.” His eyes were still focused outside the room.

    “Go for it.”

    “We need money. Probably another two hundred would really seal the deal for us. Bakersfield? That’s where you wanted to go?”

    I nodded. “My sister’s there. I want to call her sometime soon, if we can. She’ll take us in and won’t say a word to my parents. What are you thinking?”

    Eddie turned to me, letting the curtain fall back into place. “There’s a small bank in town. I drove past it this morning while you were out cold. One teller, probably no camera. We’d need to stash the Harley and find a getaway vehicle. It’s a small town, probably nothing’s locked.”

    I listened, adrenaline already surging in my veins. We’d never truly robbed a place, but the thought—just the thought—was so hot. I wanted to interrupt him and tell him “yes.” I trusted him, and I trusted his plan, even if he was coming up with it on the spot.

    Eddie had talked about boosting cars, and I was so eager to take the danger to the next level. It was addictive, and just like an addict, my fixes were getting bigger. I listened, but in my head I could already feel the weight of the gun in my hand, and the money in the duffel bag as we sped out of Nevada.

    “What do you think?”

    I thought through the simple idea. I didn't see too many glaring holes. “Can we see what the police presence in town is like? And can we see if there are cameras? If not, I‘m in.”

    Eddie stood up, the morning sun bathing his large chest. “You know what I’m asking you to be a part of, Faith?”

    I nodded, speaking like it was nothing more than a lunch order. “Yes, Eddie. We’re going to rob a bank.”

    Eddie headed over to the front desk to speak with the owner when she arrived later that morning. He needed some information, and he wanted a solid alibi for us. When he came back, he filled me in on what he’d learned.

    Her name was Dolores Allison. Her late husband had left her the Dusty