Diesel: A Motorcycle Club Romance by KB Winters

Author:KB Winters [Winters, KB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookBoyfriends Publishing Inc
Published: 2024-02-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Diesel

It’s been days now, and still no word on Cassidy. Neither Ghost and his crew nor the Latin Mafia have said a peep. Nobody’s come forward, and it’s eating me up inside.

I try to keep my shit together at Morgan International, acting like I’m all in, like everything’s fine. But the truth is, my head’s not here. Every quiet moment, and there are plenty, my mind races back to Cassidy. I keep wondering if she’s okay. If she’s mad at me. If she knows I’m the reason she’s suffering right now.

I catch myself constantly checking the clock, counting the minutes until I can leave. I’ve never been a clock-watcher, and I hate it.

But I’m just looking to escape my thoughts, even for a little while. So, instead of going home, I head straight to the clubhouse after work.

I’m not in the mood to talk to anyone, but I can’t stand being alone, either. I need to be around my brothers, even though I’m pissed at them for how they’ve handled this Cassidy thing.

“Rough day?” Trudy leans her hip against the bar, one brow cocked at me.

“That doesn’t even come close to describing it,” I grunt and accept the shot she pours into a double glass with a half-smile. “Thanks.”

“No problem. Wanna talk about it?”

I give her one short shake of my head. “Nope.”

She lets out a short huff of laughter and points to a buxom woman with dark hair. “We have some new girls if you want to fuck it out.”

“No thanks.”

She shrugs. “Too bad. I’ll get you another,” she offers and makes her way to the end of the bar.

After two more ice-cold shots of tequila, I slow down with another shot and a cold beer, my thoughts still on Cassidy because I’m a glutton for punishment.

“Hiya, Diesel. You look like you could use a good time.” Layla presses her tits against my side, her perfume tickling my nose and her thickly lined eyes so close I can smell the beer on her breath. “I have more than a good time to show you,” she whispers softly.

A week ago, I would’ve taken her to the back room, pushed her onto her knees, and got my rocks off, but tonight, I’m not in the mood. “I’m good, thanks.”

“Oh, come on. You look like you need to relieve some tension, and you know that’s my specialty.” Her hand lands on my thigh, sliding up toward my cock.

I grip her wrist to stop her. “I said I’m good.”

Heat flares in her eyes, and she licks her lips like she thinks this is a fucking game. “And I can make you better.”

I look at her, and my annoyance turns to anger. I know it’s not her fault Cassidy is missing, and I know I’ve fucked her a time or two, but now it makes me feel dirty. If a guy like me could ever feel dirty. “Pretty sure last time I saw you I told you to stay the fuck away from

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