Bart by Screaming Mimi

Author:Screaming Mimi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Biker/dark romance/MC romance
Publisher: Screaming Mimi
Published: 2016-06-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Six Months Later

BLISS

Shit, I’m going to be late for my therapy appointment, and my fucking car won’t start. I could try to call Holland, but he’s supposed to be pulling an eighteen-hour shift, and Jessie was out at an interview. She arrived about two weeks after I got home, with just a backpack and her car. Her parents basically told her to get out and don’t come back. We’d made plans to get a place, but with everything that happened we were both living with Holland looking for jobs. I tried to find out what happened with her parents, but she’s been tight lipped since she got here.

Damn it, that left Pops or Bart to call. Sure I could call one of the other guys or even one of the wives, but I didn’t want them at my therapist's office. I wanted as few people as possible to know I was in therapy. It was bad enough the four of them knew about it. Pulling up my big girl panties, I dialed Bart.

“Hello gorgeous, what can I do for you?” We weren’t together, but we’d been spending time together, as friends.

“My car won’t start, and I need to get to my appointment, can you come pick me up? Unless you’re busy, then don’t worry about it I’ll call Pops.” Shit, could I sound more like a pussy? I’m still uncertain about our relationship and how to deal with it. We’re supposed to just be friends, but I’m pretty sure most friends don’t have the same feelings we do for each other.

“I’m grabbing my keys right now, I’ll be there in a few.” I can hear him talking to someone in the background, it sounds like a feminine voice. Suddenly I get the image of him in bed with one of the sweet butts from the club, and my blood starts to boil.

“Yeah, I’ll see when you get here then.” I cut off the call; I have no right to be pissed. I have no claim on him, but I can’t help but feel betrayed.

When he arrived fifteen minutes later I got in the truck and didn’t say a word to him. I was afraid if I did I might say something I’d regret or worse hear something I might never forget.

“Why the cold shoulder all of a sudden?”

“Nothing, I’m just pissed my car won’t start. Can we please just get to my appointment?” He looks over at me questioningly. I don’t care he can wonder all he wants; I’m keeping my mouth shut. I didn’t need confirmation he was keeping himself occupied with someone else, while I was busy trying to mend my broken pieces. I was better, I could sleep alone, finally. The first days were the roughest, Holland practically lived in my bedroom at night, which didn’t really sit well with Bart at all. At first, I tried to be brave, I’d go to bed alone and wake up screaming. Holland would come in and hold me so we could both sleep.

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