Honor and Redemption by A C Bextor

Author:A C Bextor [Bextor, A C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Saint’s Justice MC, Book Two
Publisher: A.C. Bextor
Published: 2019-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

Jesus Christ.

I’m a menace to all man kind. And sure as shit, I’m an embarrassment to this club. Any brother would brand me a pussy for doing what I just did.

The blonde haired, red lipped, easy on the eyes, hang around I tagged for my lap hours ago wanted in my bed. She begged for my cock, and didn’t hide how hungry she’d been to get on all fours in front of me to get it.

Before Cricket and I started together, I’d have taken the nameless face to my room. I would’ve fucked her till I was too tired to keep going, then booted her ass out the door, not giving the first fuck if it was good for her or not.

Yet, here I am, lying in my bed, staring up at the ceiling after telling a ready and willing woman I wasn’t in the mood. Not only that, but I left the club party hours before it was over.

I’m doing all this wondering, what the actual fuck?

“Leglas?” a soft, familiar voice calls from my door.

I turn my head, and an easy smile forms.

Cricket’s standing in the hallway, dressed for sleep. The yellow and pink polka-dotted one piece is too long, the fit too big. This does nothing for her hot ass, ample chest, or shapely legs.

And fuck if my mouth doesn’t water for the taste of each.

Her long blonde waves fall loose and thick over her shoulders. The cut to her cheek is healing. The green and yellow marks peeking around the sides of the bandage are nothing like they were a few days ago.

Other than a few words earlier today, we’ve not spoken at all. This doesn’t mean I haven’t been in her room, watching her sleep and cursing to hell those who hurt her the way they did.

She and I need to have the conversation that ends us, so she can move on with the guy she always should’ve been with.

If I cared less about Cricket, I’d fuck her first. I’d give myself one last taste of something as sweet. But, I do care, so I’ll do right by this and give us both a clean break.

What the fuck is happening to me?

Menace.

Christ.

“Hey, Blue Eyes. What’s up?” I prompt, noticing late that even though she came to me, she struggled with the decision before finally making it.

Cricket looks around my room as if she’s never been in it before. She hasn’t for a while, at least not like this—nervous and timid.

When she doesn’t answer, I wait her out, hoping not to scare her away. Cricket takes two small steps inside and releases a burdened breath before her steps quicken.

“Baby, what’s up?” I prod again.

Without a reply, she walks toward me until she’s got both knees planted on the bed. Shifting the blankets out of her way, she crawls up to get close.

What the fuck?

My gut twists in worry, so I ask, “You doin’ all right?”

Cricket nods, burrowing her small body into my side, but having a mind to the cuts still healing on her face.

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