Tarnished Lies and Dead Ends by MariaLisa deMora

Author:MariaLisa deMora
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, suspense, alpha male, motorcycle club, mc romance
Publisher: MariaLisa deMora

Chapter Fifteen

Wildman

Staring up at the ceiling, this time from a different position, he slowly stroked a palm up and down Jussie’s back. From her shoulders, all the way down to those dimples in her ass that were so bitable, and a gentle return sweep up to the vulnerable nape of her neck. She was nestled against his side, cheek to the hollow of his shoulder, with a delicate hand resting flat against his chest. Fits me like a goddamned glove, no matter what we’re doin’. His smile was satisfied, his chest and head filled with hope and confidence that this time, this woman, this was where he was meant to be.

Boots up the stairs had him cocking an ear to the door, so the instant a single knuckle thumped quietly against the wood, he was already shifting her to the side, replacing his chest with a pillow and pulling the blanket up around her shoulders. Unbolting the door, he opened it a little, standing to protect Jussie from view. “Yeah?” he asked Pony, who had a happy smirk in place on his face. “Fuck you need?”

“Her keys. She’s parked out near the road, so I wanna bring it in closer, make it easier to watch now most folks have headed out.”

She hadn’t held a purse, and he remembered her bared-torso twirl from when she’d imagined needing to prove she wasn’t a plant. “Gimme a minute.” He closed the door against Pony’s chuckle, shaking his head at his brother’s amusement. “Jussie, baby.” He leaned close, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Where’re your keys, honey?”

“Behind the visor. It’s not locked.” She didn’t move, which meant she’d been more awake than he’d thought. “Tell him thanks from me.”

The message passed through the slightly cracked door, he was about to close it when Pony paused. “Wild, you should know. Mason’s downstairs.”

“What the fuck, man? Are you shittin’ me?” She just fuckin’ got here and he’s already in our business?

“Don’t shoot the messenger, brother. He came to talk to Twisted, but he noted the car on the lot. It’s hers, not a rental, and he tagged the Florida plates first thing. He hasn’t asked about her, but you can see him lookin’. However, he has asked for you, somethin’ like four times already.” Pony shrugged. “Twisted just keeps sayin’, ‘Wild who?’ like he’s a dumbass, and you can see it’s chappin’ Mason’s ass. Kinda funny in a way.”

“Shit.” Wildman made a quick calculation and knew there was no way anyone would be able to block Mason for long. “Tell Twisted quiet-like we’ll be down in a bit, gonna take the back stairs, come in from the kitchens.”

“Agreed it might be best if you didn’t come down the center stairs like a parade, pushin’ it in his face you’re dickin’ his sister.” Pony’s nod held as much sarcastic humor as a movement like that could. “Good call, brother. Good fuckin’ call.”

“Oh, fuck you.” He reached out and gripped Pony’s shoulder. “Thanks, man.”

“I’d say anytime, but

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