Bleed Me (Haunted Roads Book 3) by India R. Adams

Author:India R. Adams [Adams, India R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-05T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Again, there was so much to discuss with everything I had just been shown, but I wanted to get back to the basics. I craved the girl by my side like starved lungs crave oxygen. We had just buried a brother and moved the possible mother of my child into a place of her own. I needed to be with Justice—to calm me, to ground me, to remind me of what we were sharing and the roots we were growing.

So, with much poise, I asked, “Your place or mine?” I’m so smooth.

Smirking, Justice leaned a shoulder to the hallway where we were alone. “You are so smooth.”

“Dude! I was just thinking that!”

Palm to her face. “Got me a winner.”

Since I was clearly on a roll, I waltzed right up to my woman, spreading my hands across her chest, fingers sliding her vest apart, giving me access to what I wanted to play with the most. With both thumbs in the right spots, I caressed her pert nipples that were poking through her tight white t-shirt. “Need these in my mouth—”

“Giver!” boomed her brother’s voice.

Ah, shit! My hands got all twisted in her vest as I fought to not feel up the trigger-happy President’s sister right in front of him. It was hopeless. The damage was done. Even free of her vest, my hands were screaming, I just played with your sister’s titties!

Lynx smacked the back of my head as he walked past us. “When are you moving this idiot into your room?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He turned a corner and went on his way.

Justice pulled her vest wide. “Where were we?”

Made. For. My. Motherfucking. Soul!

Due to her room being far more decked out—surround system and badass TV and other amenities, since she had lived there for so many years—and Sapphire now having her own home, I moved into Justice’s room. There wasn’t much to move, but I had gained a surprising amount of clothes and biker boots. Every item I grabbed from a drawer or closet had me thinking of Sapphire. I hadn’t been to one store, yet here I was with plenty. I know she didn’t pay for it, but I never asked. She took good care of me.

Hanging a shirt in Justice’s closet, I teased, “I hope you’re prepared to fill big shoes. I think Saph ironed my underwear.”

Justice opened a drawer and arm-swiped my underwear sitting on her dresser. After stabbing her hand in there to squash all the items tight, her hip shut the door. “Those days are over.”

“So, polishing my boots is not up for discussion?”

“Only if you want me to key your bike.” Not bothering to remove her biker boots, she plopped down on her bed, grabbing her remote. “I hope you like the Golden Girls.”

“The who?” I plopped down on the bed next to her, smirking, reaching for the item that belongs to men.

Clearly not getting the memo, Justice yanked the remote from my reach. “Badass bitches. That’s who.”

Then a song about thanking someone for being their friend started echoing through her surround sound.

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