Built for Goldie: An MC Romance (Storm Hogs MC Book 4) by T.O. Smith

Author:T.O. Smith [Smith, T.O.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2023-10-30T18:30:00+00:00

“Mikayla!” Beau shouted. A moment later, his fist was banging on my front door. My eyesight was bleary when I cracked them open. My head was pounding, and my tongue was thick in my mouth from dehydration. Dried tears made the skin on my cheeks feel tight.

“Mikayla, answer the fucking door before I break it open!” he barked, his banging never stopping.

I slid off the couch and slowly made my way to the front door, my steps sluggish. I felt empty. Drained. Dead.

I unlocked it and opened it, looking up at the man in front of me. His jaw was clenched, a storm brewing in his eyes. I’d never seen him look angry, I realized. He was always calm and put together. But right then, there was no mistaking the rage in his eyes.

“What?” I asked, my voice sounding dead to my own ears.

“What?” he asked incredulously. “Are you fucking kidding me right now? I couldn’t get in fucking touch with you, and you’ve been weird all goddamn week. I left work early to check on you since your damn phone is off, and Lennox told me she sent you home. Do you know the fucking panic I felt thinking I was going to drive past your accident somewhere?!” he finally shouted at me.

“Didn’t want to be bothered,” I told him, shrugging my shoulders. “I still don’t. So, can you go?”

“Like hell,” he snarled. He pushed past me into my apartment and snatched the door from my grip, slamming it closed so hard that the walls shook. “I’m not someone you can just push away,” he warned me. “What the fuck is going on, Mikayla?”

I turned my back on him to walk back to the living room, hoping he’d get the memo and leave. But no chance in hell. He gripped my arm and spun me back around to face him. I stumbled and slammed into his chest. “Start talking, woman.”

“Let me go,” I snapped at him. A storm was brewing in my chest, and if he didn’t leave, this whole situation was going to turn ugly. I just wanted space. Why couldn’t I have that? What was so wrong about me having a little bit of fucking space?

“Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on. You want to break up, Mikayla? That it?” Voicing it made pain flash through his eyes, but he smothered it before it had time to stick around. “If that’s it, be woman enough to end it instead of pulling away from me,” he growled.

“If you don’t let me go, I will be ending it,” I warned him. And I couldn’t even feel an ounce of regret or pain through what I was already dealing with.

He gripped my other arm. “Do it,” he dared me, pain and anger lacing his words. “Fucking do it, Mikayla.”

“Fuck you!” I yelled at him. Because even when I was hurting like this, I couldn’t stand the thought of losing him. I knew that much. I needed him, but I needed to be by myself more.

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