Caveman: Dirty Sinners by Tracie Douglas

Author:Tracie Douglas [Douglas, Tracie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

CAVEMAN

I reach across the bed to the spot she and find it empty and cold.

What the fuck?

Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I sit up to search the room for her. She’s nowhere to be seen. Her clothing is gone too. I quiet my breath and my heart to listening for her in the bathroom, but there is no sound.

She’s gone. I push the thought away, ignoring the panic that surges through me as I toss the sheet off my naked body and quickly dress. I open the door, make my way downstairs, hoping to find my kitten in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in hand.

But she isn’t there.

Becca is, though, and her dark eyes are studying me as she approaches.

“She left a couple of hours ago,” she murmurs softly, holding out her mug to me. She knew who I was looking for without question. “Before the sun came up.”

“You saw her?” I shake my head at the offer and struggle to keep my disappointment under control. The look glint Becca’s eyes tell me it’s not working.

Fuck, I swallow, wondering how it’s possible all my military training and time with the club has failed me when it comes to my kitten. She has me wearing my heart on my sleeve, and that shit is dangerous.

“She tiptoed out of here like her life depended on it,” Becca continues. We both know why. I’m sure Jessa’s identity flew through the club like wildfire last night.

Her father.

I’m willing to be he didn’t know his princess was last night, and he’ll be pissed to find out. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if the club gets a visit from him today about it all.

“You gonna go after her?” Becca lifts an eyebrow, testing the waters. I know there were eyes on us when I took Kitten upstairs. I know ears heard the way she screamed my name over and over, while I marked her from the inside out. There will be many concerned with her identity, but they can go fuck themselves.

I don’t give a flying fuck if her father is the Sheriff.

Jessa Briggs is mine.

“Hell yes, I am,” I growl, pushing off the doorway and out of the compound. I don’t take a breath until my bike is roaring out of the parking lot and toward the sheriff’s house.

I’m not sure what I’m about to face, but it’s going to end with my woman on the back of my bike.

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