Becoming Jace by Teiran Smith

Becoming Jace by Teiran Smith

Author:Teiran Smith
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: alpha male, bad boy romance, new adult romance, sexy action, sexy book, sexy biker, contemporary steamy romance, mc biker romance, romance angst drama emotional, steamy romance adult sexy
Publisher: Teiran Smith


I barely sleep and at a little after six, I roll out of bed for a run. Running always helps to clear my head and relieve my stress. I need to burn some pent up energy before talking with Sophie.

Just before nine, I call her. When it goes to voicemail, I assume she’s still asleep and send her a text telling her to call me the moment she wakes up. Twenty minutes pass with no response. Impatient, I call and text again. When she doesn’t respond, I dart upstairs to see if her blinds are open yet. They’re not. I peer into the dining room windows and see Miranda moving about, but no sign Sophie. I can’t shake the nagging suspicion she’s avoiding me.

By ten thirty I can’t take anymore and go to her house. Miranda opens the door and gives me an unsure look, but I push past her.

“Come on in,” she says snidely.

“She awake?” I ask.

“She’s in the shower.”

I knew she was avoiding me. “I’ll wait for her in her room.”

In her room, I pace back and forth while she takes the longest shower in history. When her door opens, I saunter to her, stopping just inches away. “Is there a reason you’re ignoring me?”

She furrows her brow. “Ignoring you?”

“I’ve been calling and texting all morning,” I bark.

“Shit.” She smacks her palm to her forehead. “I don’t have my phone. I threw it across the parking lot after talking to you last night.”

My tensed muscles instantly relax. “Oh. I’m sorry.”

Sophie looks down at her towel covered body. “Can you give me a minute to get dressed?”

Consumed by my anger I hadn’t even noticed her state of dress, or undress. But now as I eye her from head to toe, thoughts about her going to Joe’s take a backseat. Her long hair is dripping wet and her shoulders and chest glisten. I fantasize licking the water droplets on her shoulder and then working my way… Snap out of it Rooter. Sophie stares at me as though she can read my mind and I smirk. “I’ll wait in the hall.”

Out in the hallway I lean against the wall with arms crossed and one foot propped up on the wall. While I wait, I remind myself why I’m here. I hear Sophie shuffling about in her room and a couple minutes later she opens her door. She looks just as incredible in a battered black concert t-shirt and denim shorts as she did the towel. Hell, she’d look good in a burlap sack.

“Come in,” she says and takes a seat on the side of her bed.

“How are you this morning?” I ask as I sit next to her.

“Tired and hung-over.” She rubs her forehead.

Before I start in on my irritation about her going to Joe’s, I want to know where she’s at in all this. “You still mad?”

She blows out a breath and drags her fingers through her wet hair. “Yes and no.”

Her answer grates on me. Either she’s mad, or she’s not.



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