A Rebel In The Roses by Glenna Maynard

Author:Glenna Maynard
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-07-10T04:00:00+00:00

11

JT

I can’t take it. I tried to be the good guy and be a friend to Dawn. However, I won’t go to jail for her. I can't fuck up my shot at a future. I won’t do it when I know she’d just be off with the next fool.

I pull in at the Roadhouse instead of going home. Pulling my phone out of my pocket I send a text to Dawn.

JT: I’m sorry Honey, I can’t be that guy for you. I will always be your friend, but it's best if we don’t see each other anymore.

Yeah, I’m that guy. The one who breaks up with a girl via text message.

I slam my truck door shut and head inside to release some stress.

I walk in and head straight for the bar. I need a drink. As much of a pain as Dawn was, it still sucks I had to end things with her like that.

Pulling up a stool, I wait for someone to get me a beer.

Someone kicks the back of my stool hard. “Get me a beer potential,” a man says with a snarl.

I turn around to see Stone, one of the older brothers grinning at me. “Ye don’t get waited on here boy, ye do the waitin.” He chuckles as I scramble from my seat and go behind the bar.

“What's your poison?” I ask him

“Long neck Bud,” he replies gruffly. I nod and start looking in the cooler for what he wants. I’ve not been behind the bar before now. I don’t know where anything is kept.

“Here,” a gentle voice says guiding my hand. I look up to see who owns the sweet voice and soft hand. Kimmie.

“Thanks.” I wink at her and uncap the bottle.

I reach it across the bar to Stone and grab one for myself.

“Thanks I’ll need another soon.” The fucker takes my beer.

Kimmie giggles and gets me another one.

Damn, I've not seen her since she was dancing at Pink Lips.

She smiles at me. “How you been doing JT?” Her hazel eyes glitter with wonder.

“Can’t complain, but you wouldn’t want to hear my shit anyway. How about you?”

She adjusts her ponytail and says, “Try me. I’ve always got time for an old friend.”

“How long you got?” I joke.

“All night.” She winks and goes over to a table to clear off some empty bottles.

I watch her as she works as though being here cleaning up after dirty bikers is the best thing in the world, but I suppose after what she went through for her it is.

Her dark hair is streaked with chunks of purple and green. I hadn’t noticed the streaks until the light hit them. Her body is just as banging as it ever was. She’s not what you would call big, but she’s not boney either. The girl has meat on her. She doesn’t have any visible tats from what I can tell.

She doesn’t flaunt her body like most of the other clubwhores do. It’s sexy and leaves a lot to the imagination. I wonder if she’d let me tattoo her.

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