What Doesn't Destroy Us (The Devil's Dust Book 1) by M. N. Forgy

What Doesn't Destroy Us (The Devil's Dust Book 1) by M. N. Forgy

Author:M. N. Forgy [Forgy, M. N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M. N. Forgy, LLC
Published: 2014-06-22T04:00:00+00:00


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I walk out to the courtyard at the appointed time of 5 pm to find Shadow already waiting by his bike. He’s wearing snug blue jeans, a white shirt and his cut. His dark hair is all messy on top, as usual, and he has the laziest grin when he sees me walking toward him. Just the sight of him makes me tremble with arousal. Every day I feel myself falling deeper and deeper into his web.

He hands me the helmet and revs up his bike. The roar coming from the chrome pipes screams up my spine. I put my helmet on and climb on the back of his bike. He grabs my legs and pulls me closer, making me smile. In a flash, we fly forward and are out of the courtyard and hitting the pavement. His smell is intoxicating; his spicy shampoo mixed with grease. I can tell he tried to wash off all the grease but the smell still lingers. I love it; it’s so masculine.

Looking out at the sunset, I see big gray clouds swarming the sky, looks like a storm is brewing. I wonder where Shadow is taking me. This should be interesting. Still, I bet anything he has to offer is better than the blind dates my mother used to set me up with; they always took me to the finest places and threw cash, or their family name, around like it was flattering; it wasn’t.

I feel the bike slant off to the side of the road bringing us back to the beach he took me to a week or so back. I’m not complaining. I love the beach and this could be romantic. Then again, Shadow did say he didn’t do romantic.

I slide off the back of the bike and hand Shadow my helmet. He takes it and hands me a red and black checkered blanket from one of the saddlebags.

“Go find us a good spot; I’ll follow in a sec.”

I take the blanket and make my way down to the warm, sandy beach. The breeze has picked up making the waves crash onto the beach. I pick a spot and throw the blanket down. Sitting on a corner, I take my shoes and socks off and dig my toes into the warmth. Feeling the grainy sand squish between my toes is amazing; it is so relaxing. I need this after the last twenty-four hours I have had. The thought of Candy and my mother makes goose bumps rise on my skin. I haven't been at the club long and I have already managed to wreak havoc. What a mess.

I look behind me to find Shadow setting down a red cooler and kicking off his boots and socks.

“What’s in the cooler?” I ask, lifting my chin toward it.

“Eh, my attempt of being romantic,” he responds, chuckling.

He opens the lid and pulls out a Tupperware dish with sandwiches cut into triangles, then he pulls out another dish with cheese and grapes, followed by two beers.



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