Gun Totin' Annie by MariaLisa deMora

Author:MariaLisa deMora [deMora, MariaLisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Erotica, love, motorcycle, biker, strong female, alpha male
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Annie

When they rolled up in front of his house, she stepped off the bike first. She stood, stretching as she looked around, waiting for him to turn the bike around and back it into his garage. Her bike was there, as was Coates’. Looking at the scoots sitting side by side as they had so often caused a wave of anguish to sweep through her that must have been visible, because before it even settled, Domino was there, hands to the sides of her neck, pulling her into his body. “I got you,” he said softly, guiding her into the house.

Inside, he didn’t waste any time shedding his jacket, and she accepted his assistance at removing hers, slipping it down her arms, feeling the glide of buttery soft leather heated from her skin followed by the brush of his palms. Exquisite sensation. Easy as that she felt at home, fitting into his space without a stutter. Tossing the coats to the countertop, he bent down again, getting into her face and staring at her for a moment.

“You’re not that much taller,” she blurted with a hitching laugh, and he frowned, then straightened and looked down at her, grinning. “Okay, maybe you are,” she muttered when she realized there was probably eight inches difference in their height. Coates would have fit with him.

“Yeah, maybe I am,” he said, stepping back. “Want a beer?”

She shook her head, reaching up to ruffle through her short hair, fingers snagging on a couple of wind tangles she easily smoothed out. “Water is fine.” Men liked long hair. Coates was always telling her to grow her mop out, teasing Annie that she’d score more. Her chest gave a—thank fuck—silent hitch, and she looked away.

“I got booze, Annie. After today, you need a way to relax.”

“Water is fine,” she repeated, studiously not looking at him, taking this opportunity to glance around the room for the first time. “No old lady?” Her question was rhetorical because it was evident from the state of the kitchen that it would be highly unlikely for one of the sisterhood to live here and not have a better hand at keeping up with things. There were dishes piled on the counters on either side of the heaping sinks, and the countertops that weren’t stacked with dishes were covered with takeout boxes and bags.

“No.” This came out clipped, nearly rude, and she looked up at Domino, wondering if she was reading him right because that one word sounded wounded, tattered…pained. He turned his head, his hard swallow audible in the quiet of the house before he murmured, “Wreck nearly three years ago. The car pulled out, never saw us. I made it. She didn’t.”

She was right; this pain ran deep for him. Pain she’d raked to the surface with a stupid question.

“Fuck,” she whispered. “Sorry, man. Didn’t know.”

“Yeah, well, now you do.” He snapped the words, turning to the refrigerator. “Water,” he said, twisting to toss her a bottle. The easy feeling was gone, splintered by her misstep and she found herself wanting it back.

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