Rotten Apple (Royal Bastards MC: NYC Book 1) by B.B. Blaque

Author:B.B. Blaque [Blaque, B.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-16T18:30:00+00:00

BAD GIRLFRIEND

I woke up before all of them and that’s not easy because FOCUS is usually still on Marine time. I just needed to get away from the bullshit and pull my head together. I sure as hell couldn’t do that sittin’ in the dark with the three of ‘em snoring.

Don’t go too far. Kickstands up is kickstands up. You’ll get your ass left behind.

Between the party, drinkin’, and sex, it was blurry. I had no idea what time they said we’d be hittin’ the road. I was stuck and decided to make coffee and go sit in the shower. At least they’d have to pee. I couldn’t miss ‘em.

I grabbed my phone, shut the bathroom door quietly, and started the coffee. My brain was just so messed up. FOCUS makes me crazy. He was like a bunch of mixed signals goin’ every direction and I didn’t know which end was up. For a long time I thought there was really gonna be somethin’ more between us, even fooled myself after I was doin’ the dirty deeds for the Bastards. He’d told me over and over that I was never gonna be his ol’ lady, but there was always the tiniest piece of me that held out hope.

Luke didn’t want anything to do with me.

FOCUS keeps me around and feeds into it.

Where’s the middle ground?

Men are so fuckin’ weird. He got me to go to Atlantic City to get fucked by Heavy—his own words—“one fuckin’ reason and one fuckin’ reason only!” Then he got mad when I wanna do what he told me to do in the first place. I don’t get it. I don’t get him.

I turned on the shower and stood under the water so I’d have somewhere to cry. When was the last time I let myself do that? Suds were multiplyin’ on my head as I washed my hair and let the soap get in my eyes on purpose. I’d be damned if I let any of ‘em think they saw me cry. Shampoo would help explain all that shit away. I doubt they’d care. At one point, I thought maybe Crucifix would. That went out the window. When I noticed the grit of the sand from the beach, I shuffled my feet and cried harder.

It was definitely a holy shit night. I can’t even believe that happened, and I never wanna do it again!

What do you want from me FOCUS Flanagan?

I know what I want from you.

Love!

Oh, and your big dick.

I’d thought about tryin’ to put the genie back in the bottle, close Pandora’s Box, however you wanna say it. If I’d stuck to my game plan, none of it would’ve happened. FOCUS wouldn’t have happened and that’s why I was stuck. On his absolute worst day, I wouldn’t wish him away. I might say it, out loud and everything, but when it comes right down to it, I can’t. All the addictions I’d gained since meeting him—my golden pole, life with the club, `way

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