Gunner's Flame by Lynn Burke

Author:Lynn Burke [LLC, Changelign Press]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2019-03-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Shelby

For two entire days, we did nothing but eat, sleep, and talk ourselves hoarse when not fucking. Gunner said he couldn’t keep his hands off me, and I couldn’t get enough of his touch. We existed in a cocoon of warmth, and within those hours, I learned more about Gunner than my ex had shared in three years. I ended up telling him about the relationship that had ended so horribly, but I assured him he wasn’t a rebound fuck. He joked he wouldn’t care if he was because I was just too “damn delicious.”

We connected on a deeper level, almost as if we’d known each other our whole lives. Curled on the bed with him made me feel untouchable by the outside world, as if we could live eternally with no altercation, no eternal conflict to threaten what we’d found.

While it was much too soon to be making any declarations, I was falling for him, hard and fast. The president of an outlaw gang, badass-looking monster of a man -- with an empathetic heart most humans never developed. He was more self-aware than any man I’d ever dated, and the fact we discussed his going to a therapist weekly, something even his brothers knew, made him worthy of respect in my eyes as well.

Gunner cared deeply for his brothers, looked after them, even the young pledges determined to patch in.

I learned a lot about how the club worked, but I didn’t ask, nor did I wish to know how they made money to keep the compound as nice as it was.

The second evening, rather than Gunner bringing food up to the room, he invited me downstairs to the club to eat at the bar with him. One of the older Outlaws had gone to culinary school in his younger years and ran the small kitchen behind the bar. He served typical bar fare, but I loved a good burger.

Same as when Gunner had first brought me through the lounge to the staircase, I was surprised by the quieter music -- hard rock, of course -- but not ear-splitting like I’d expected. No hazy, white cloud of cigarette smoke hung in the air, either.

Gunner had admitted to half a lifetime of sucking down what he called cancer sticks, but when he’d quit, the club’s lounge did, too. Those needing a few puffs took their butts outside. He’d also taken what was left of the pack I had stashed in my bag and ripped them to pieces before flushing them down the toilet.

The fact he cared so much melted my heart a bit more.

We sat at the bar, juicy burgers half-devoured, a dozen introductions made as men came and went. A dark-haired man with light brown eyes came in, a blonde bombshell hanging on his side like a leech, staring at him all googly-eyed.

“Bowie.” Gunner clasped his free hand as they drew near then nodded at the blonde. “Angel.”

The blonde woman smiled, leaning into Bowie.

Gunner had told me about the new couple, and his jealousy came through loud and clear.

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