Her Wild Ride by Leah Shannyn

Author:Leah, Shannyn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: small twon, small town, romance, small town romance
Publisher: Shannyn Leah
Published: 2023-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

BEXLEY

“AFRAID OF YOU?” I REPEAT the question as if I heard it wrong. Which I’m kind of hoping the drinks I’ve consumed tonight altered what I think I heard him say. Because me being afraid of him is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. I’ve always felt safe and protected by all the Creed men.

From the intent way he stares at me, he’s dead serious and waiting for my answer. “I’m not afraid of you.”

“If you want to be friends, I can be friends.”

“Okay."

"I stand by my word,” he grunts the word out.

"I believe you."

He doesn’t look convinced. The creases on his eyebrows deepen to the point of looking painful. His jaw twitches and his eyes search mine like he’s trying to find a different answer.

"I am not afraid of you.” I reach out and touch his forearm. I feel his muscles flex beneath my fingers. “Why would you ever think I’m afraid of you?”

“The fear in your eyes earlier when we were in the tent and you said you can’t give me whatever I’m looking for. That goddam fear.”

Most people would be afraid of any Creed sibling. They’re big and burly bad-ass men wearing leather and ripped jeans while straddling a massive metal bike between their thighs. I’m not most people.

I step closer. “Any fear you might’ve seen was my own. Fear of falling back into old routines. Of crushing on you so hard that you’re all I think about. Day and night. And then some.”

He chews on my words for a silent minute that feels like a lifetime. I chew on my words. Maybe less would’ve been better. Had I said too much? At the same time, I never want Johnny to think I’m scared of him.

“You’re crushing on me, Bex?”

Laughter tumbles out of me. “That’s what you took away from everything I said.”

“Day and night. And then some. This seems like the most important detail.”

“The most important detail is that you’re a big softy.”

He boasts his chest. “I am not a big softy.”

“You’re the biggest softy I’ve ever met. You wouldn’t hurt a fly. You don’t even like to fight. And you’d never throw the first punch.” I poke him in the chest, immediately recalling how strong and hard and wonderful he feels.

He catches my wrist “You better not start spreading these softy rumors about me.” The strained lines over his face relax.

“Maybe if you tell me what magazine I can find this Lone Rider column, I may just keep your deep, dark secret.”

“Maybe I’ll tell you tonight when we’re settled in the trailer.” He winks. “Strictly as friends.”

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from saying differently.

“You want to grab a graveyard pudding cup before we head to the trailer?”

With his nod, we set off back to the barbecue. I’ll be honest, I’m scared to go back to the trailer with him. But not for the reasons he assumed.

I like him.

He likes me.

We’re phenomenal together, and what’s keeping us from ending up naked together? Certainly not the alcohol we’ve consumed.

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