Chaos by J. C. Cliff & Janine Infante Bosco

Author:J. C. Cliff & Janine Infante Bosco [Cliff, J. C. & Bosco, Janine Infante]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-05T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

My eyes flutter open and I find myself pressed against a beautiful, hard, and very naked body. Lifting my chin from his chest, I take a minute to appreciate Blade’s handsome, rugged features. His dark-brown hair is all disheveled and his stark jawline is peppered with the start of a beard. He truly is a work of art—until he speaks.

His eyes open a fraction at a time and he yawns loud enough to wake the dead. His thick bicep flexes as he rakes his fingers through his hair and meets my gaze.

“Mornin’,” he whispers, his tone husky with sleep.

It feels all too comfortable, and too good to be true. His sculpted muscles etched with tattoos and the warmth of his body is all too enticing. I could forget the reality of my situation and get lost in him.

Leaning away, I try to put distance between us and get my thoughts together, but Blade has other plans. Rolling me onto my back, he shifts his weight onto me and pins me against the mattress. Conflicted by my thoughts and the way my body responds to his every touch, I bite into my lower lip.

“I need to pee,” I blurt, desperate for space and clarity.

Studying me for a brief second, he mutters something inaudible before releasing me and flipping onto his back. With quick movements I scramble off the bed and grab his oversized t-shirt from the floor. Throwing it over my head, I shove my arms through the sleeves and hurry toward the bathroom.

Once inside, I lean against the closed door and try to quell my anxiety. I shouldn’t have slept with him again. Just when I’m starting to find my backbone, I go and do something stupid. I don’t want to be that girl who spreads her legs on a dime just because a sexy guy shows me a little attention.

Having to be stuck in a testosterone-laden room all day while being sexually attracted to a biker is not a good situation. Reminding myself I’m a prisoner, the very last thing I need is to get wrapped up in this asshole. He’s gruff, he’s crude, and let me not forget, a criminal to boot.

Instead of getting swept away by his good looks and his cock, I need to stop being a fool and get the hell out of here. Forget staying a week—I’ll never survive.

Walking toward the sink, I bend my head and turn on the tap. Splashing my face with cold water, I try to calm my nerves. I need to focus on a solution—on devising a way out of this mess.

Ten escape scenarios run through my mind at once. I'm in a gated compound full of bikers I’m sure some of them wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet between my eyes. There's no way in the world I'm going to be able to get past them or their security cameras, and there’s definitely no way I can scale a barbed wire fence.

Aside from breaking a nail, I’d rather not bust my ass.

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