Fallen Lords MC: Books 4-6 by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers [Travers, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-21T23:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Fourteen

Mayra

Who would have known that me not having a decent coat would lead to Boink and me heading back to the cabin with the promise of something new and exciting between us?

He held my hand in his lap, his fingers intertwined with mine. He squeezed my hand gently, and I looked over at him. “You okay?” he asked.

I nodded. I had never been better. I had felt a pull toward Boink the past few days, and I was thankful I had opened my mouth without thinking. Normally, I wouldn’t have been so forward to ask someone to kiss me, but with Boink, it was as if I couldn’t ignore how I felt.

He looked back at the path that we were bumping along, and I scooted closer to him. My side was pressed up against his warm body, and I was studying his strong jaw that was sprinkled with a budding beard.

“What the fuck?” His jaw clenched, and his fingers flexed against mine.

“What’s wrong?” My words died in my throat and I turned to see there were three pickup trucks parked in front of the cabin.

Boink stopped the side-by-side off to the side of the garage before we cleared the edge of the path. He let go of my hand and leaned forward. He reached around and pulled a gun from his side.

“Where the hell did you pull that from?” I gasped. I had just been wrapped up in this man’s arms and I hadn’t felt anything besides his rock-hard body.

“Stay here. Don’t move and do not make a sound.”

“Boink,” I hissed. “You are not leaving me here while you go all John Wayne on whoever is here.” No way, no how he was going to leave me. I had watched enough horror movies to know this was the perfect beginning to a massacre that started with the lone girl left behind while the strong, strapping alpha went to check on the unwelcome visitors. I grabbed onto his arm that wasn’t holding the gun and refused to let go.

He looked down at me with a scowl on his lips. Funny how the sexy man I had been kissing minutes ago was replaced with a still sexy man, but this one was ready to kill anyone who stepped in his path. “How am I supposed to keep you safe with you glued to my side?”

I shrugged. “Figure it out, B-man, because I’m going wherever you do.”

He looked back up at the house. “I can only see half of the front porch and not the front door. I don’t see anyone in the trucks.”

“You really think the Banachi’s would be driving ten-year-old trucks with rust on the tailgate?” I pondered.

“Not a clue, M. I wouldn't think so, but I’ve never dealt with them before.”

I squinted and was able to make out that one of the license plates said Utah. “I don’t think it’s the Banachi’s come to kill me. The plates are local.”

“Shh,” he hushed.

An older man walked into our view.

“Is that…a casserole dish?” I whispered.

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