Phantom: An Alpha Male MC Biker Romance (Steel Knights Motorcycle Club Romance Book 1) by Ivy Black

Author:Ivy Black [Black, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ivy Black
Published: 2020-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Phantom

Blaming myself for the way I acted in the bar didn’t do me any good, but I couldn’t help it. Never before in my life had I acted so impulsively, but seeing that man put his hands on Tess sent an unknown rage coursing through my blood. My anxiety was already heightened after seeing the Raging Vipers in the desert—more of a chance that I could be recognized—but when Adley reached out and grabbed Tess’ hair, I turned into someone I didn’t recognize. It was a good thing that I didn’t have a gun on me at the time because I might have put a bullet through his skull. Tess could take care of herself, and I knew that, but it didn’t stop me from wanting to jump to her aid when certain threats arose. I just wanted her to be safe.

My leather jacket was the first thing to go when I was safely behind the door of Tess’ guest bedroom, and I damn near ripped the black long-sleeved shirt off. It had the musty smell of the desert clinging to it, and it was covered in sweat from handling the glacier of a man that was Adley. The stack of clean shirts on the desk was calling out to me, but a cold shower would help me calm down. Tess wasn’t back yet, which was good. I owed her an apology for playing knight again, but I’d rather do it while I was clean.

As I was unloading my pockets, the door of the guest bedroom burst open. My back was to the door, and I froze in place. I hadn’t heard Tess’ bike approaching, but Lockjaw’s lack of barking was concerning. Whoever opened the door wasn’t speaking, and I was debating whether or not to grab my gun before turning around.

“The burns.”

Relief and anger battled for domination in my mind. I flipped around and saw Tess standing in the doorway, staring at my bare torso. My hand flew to the desk to grab a clean shirt, but Tess reached out and snatched it from my grip.

“Tess,” I growled, “give me the shirt.”

Her stare finally left my arm and came up to meet my eyes. “Is this why you’ve been so weird?” She clung the shirt tighter when I attempted to grab it back, and when I turned to try and grab a different one, she shifted toward the desk to stand between me and it. “Answer me. You’ve been hiding this from me? Why? Do you think I’m that shallow?” The discoloration on my left arm, my left pec, and left half of my stomach were screaming. The overexposure was difficult to deal with, and I was beating back my fight or flight response with a mental stick. “Colin. Answer me.”

“No,” I responded finally. “I know you’re not. It’s me.”

She lost some of the stiffness in her body. “Well…” She scoffed. “There’s nothing wrong.” She stepped up to me and stuck out a hand, dropping the shirt on the floor and leaving it behind.

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