All Sinner No Saint by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Serena Akeroyd Publishing Ltd.
Published: 2020-05-16T18:30:00+00:00

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“INK?” I whispered his name as I crawled into his bed. He didn’t stir, never did usually, so I climbed in and settled at his side.

The second my body curved into his, I released a relieved sigh.

With Keys and Saint having left for my granddaddy’s clubhouse, I wasn’t happy. Hell, that was an understatement.

I hated it when any of the people I loved went on a run, but knew there wasn’t much I could do about that. Saint and Keys would be going on more and more. Ink, less so, and my daddies had stopped around three years before. Most of the younger generation, except for the Road Captain, handled the runs now, which was great in one sense because I didn’t have to worry about my fathers, but Saint and Keys? Nope. They’d be doing this stuff for a long time to come.

Men didn’t always come back from runs.

Sometimes they were shot by rivals and died. Sometimes they were arrested. Sometimes…

God, sometimes were just as bad as what-ifs, weren’t they?

My throat felt thick as I turned my face into Ink’s back. He scented of smoke, the soap he used—lime and mint, which was my favorite fragrance in the world, so he smelled like a mojito—and just that faint, underlying essence of him.

With my nose burrowed between his shoulders, I forced myself to relax, but I wouldn’t until the guys were back. Still, I needed to sleep, and I knew, point blank, I’d endure another nightmare, so at least this way, I’d have something nice to wake up to if I was plagued again.

Taking a deep breath, I let the calm of the night seep inside me—the music had cut out at three—and allowed myself to sleep.

Of course, he visited me that night.

Aaron didn’t always, mostly it was just flashes of his face, of the memory of what he’d done, but he did tonight when my saviors weren’t there to keep him at bay. I’d learned that I needed all three of them close at hand to evade Aaron, and with two of them gone? I was up shit creek without my paddle.

Like always, Aaron was bleeding from the gunshot wound to his temple, the other side of his face a gnarly mass of ruptured flesh. I was an adult now, no longer a child, but whenever I was in this dream, it seemed to overtake me, overpower me until I was back to being that terrified twelve-year-old.

The scream escaped me, and I thanked God for it because it tore the dream apart and returned me to the present.

When I opened my eyes, I was tucked tightly in Ink’s arms, and his face was on my shoulder. His deep, even breaths should have made me think he was sleeping, but somehow, I knew he wasn’t.

“Ink?” I whispered, twisting my head to the side slightly so I could wipe my tears on the pillow.

He hesitated— I felt it. Knew he was trying to pretend he was still asleep.

Had he done this

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