Fighting to Ride by Debra Kayn

Author:Debra Kayn [Kayn, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: MC alpha bikers, Motorcycle Club romance, Biker Romance book, motorcycle club sex, Possessive Hero, bad boy hero, strippers
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Publisher: Debra Kayn
Published: 2014-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The loud ruckus downstairs wafted into the upstairs apartment. Risa paced the living room, staring at Kurt in disbelief. He lounged on her couch, gazing back at her with amusement in his eyes.

"You're going to have to talk to me sometime," he said.

She shook her head. How could she verbalize every thought in her head when nothing made sense?

"The guys are waiting for me to lead them out to the club, and I'm not going without you." Kurt hooked his hands behind his head and leaned back, putting his boots on the coffee table.

She pointed at the door. "Go."

"No."

She widened her eyes and spoke louder. "Yes."

"No." He grinned.

"I can't go." She held her hands up in the air at her sides. "They've already seen too much of what goes on here. The miners are downstairs, the girls are shaking their asses, and even your stepmom is enjoying the entertainment."

"Angel—"

"No, don't angel me. Do you know Taylor asked if I'd give her lessons on how to work a pole? Work a pole." She groaned. "Even that child, what's her name, Lilly? She's down there too. I think I saw her dancing."

"That child is almost twenty-one years old. An adult. She can dance if she wants," Kurt stated.

She scoffed. "She's underage. I have a liquor license, so that means no one under the age of twenty one years old can be in here during business hours."

"Don't worry about it. She's got a fake ID." Kurt stood.

"God, that's unbelievable..." She changed positions with Kurt and sat down on the couch, letting him hover over her. "You can bet Sheriff Colby is outside waiting to come in here and arrest me."

Kurt scooted the coffee table, sat down in front of her, and held her legs captive between his. "Is that what's bothering you?"

"Yes." She shook her head. "No. "

Kurt waited and when she didn't elaborate, he said, "Talk to me."

"Your dad and stepmom...they accepted me, Kurt. I mean, I could tell that they really respected me for what I do and it has nothing to do with why I run an entertainment business, but respect for finding a way to succeed in a small town and fill a need. Taylor told me she admired me for what I've accomplished." She swallowed hard, afraid she'd cry.

Ever since she brought Taylor into the building and Kurt's stepmom talked to her like a real person, taking an interest in what she did for a living and showing appreciation for supporting Kurt, she'd wanted to bawl. Not cry, but lie on the couch and sob into the pillow kind of bawl.

What kinds of people do that? They didn't know her. She could be four kinds of bitch, divorced six times, and murdered three of those exes, while the remaining three sat rocking in the corner of a mental institution.

She leaned forward and covered her face with her hands. "They're going to hate me when they find out the truth."

Kurt removed her hands and held them between his. "Taylor works in a biker bar.

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