UnHinge Me (Savage Beast MC #6) - Hayley Faiman Page 0,17
she can feel the way it beats against my ribs.
My entire body jerks at her touch, at the realization that she’s been completely fucked up by her father. I don’t know how deep her wounds are inside of her, but she is definitely not the rich princess that I thought she was when I took her. She hasn’t been sheltered by her father and I’m not sure if she’s a project I should take on, if I want to take it on.
“I’ve scared you,” she whispers.
Releasing her, I turn around, my back facing her. Lifting my hand, I run my fingers through my hair, tugging on the ends as I look down at my boots. I should end her, free her right here and right now.
“Mountain?” she asks softly, her sweet voice betraying the anguish that I saw in her eyes, the desire for pain, the naivety.
Looking over my shoulder, I find her eyes with my own. Gone is that desire that was just there seconds ago. My gaze searches hers and I find that it’s a little concerning how quickly she can shut it off and lock that part of herself away. I wonder what else she is hiding inside of her?
“You haven’t scared me, Leighton. I’ve seen the worst kind of monsters that roam this earth.”
Her lips twitch into a sad looking smile. “Me too,” she murmurs.
“Let’s get some food. Tomorrow, I’ll take you for some clothes,” I offer, changing the subject. “Though, gotta say, won’t be anything like you’re used to. I’m not dropping thousands on fabric.”
She shuffles toward me, her body right next to mine, but she doesn’t touch me. I’ve shut that shit down, and I can’t deny that I’m a little pissed at myself for it. Her touch is sweet, her smell even better.
“You have really done zero research on me, haven’t you?”
Stopping, I turn my head and tip my chin to look down at her. She’s smiling as she watches me, her eyes practically dancing.
“Dare to clarify?” I ask.
She shakes her head once. “No, I don’t think I will, not yet at least.”
I grunt, turning from her and make my way outside. I’m going to need a television too. There’s no way in fuck I can be in this house with her, with no television, and no sex, at least for the moment. Something has to give and I need a distraction from her hot as fuck body and her inviting glances.
I will fuck her, just not yet, not until I get a little bit of a pulse on her. She isn’t anything that I imagined. I need a minute to think, to put everything together inside of my own head, then it’s on.
LEIGHTON
This honestly shouldn’t be as fun as it is. I can’t help it though, it’s so easy to mess with Mountain. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I press my chest to his back as we ride toward the store. I have no clue where we’re headed, but I don’t care, it doesn’t matter.
I don’t have to look over my shoulder at every single turn, I don’t have to wait for my father to find me. I’m Mountain’s prisoner, but I’m free and that’s the best feeling in the whole damn world.
I’m surprised when he takes us back to the gated building and land. The gate opens for him, thankfully, because he doesn’t stop. I expect him to pull up to the building where we collected his things, but we don’t. Instead, he pulls up to a metal building to the side.
Without a word, he dismounts his bike. I quickly scramble off and follow behind him. There is a pickup truck parked to the side of the building and I watch as he climbs inside of the driver’s side.
I hurry toward the passenger side and climb in, buckling my seatbelt before he even starts the engine.
“Gotta get a TV and all your shit. Can’t do that on the bike. We’ll come back for the bike in the morning,” Mountain explains.
I nod, choosing not to say anything. Pressing my lips closed, I look out the window. There are people milling around. Men and women. I don’t know why it seems odd to me. The women look like someone you would see shopping or eating lunch in a café. They don’t look like hardened biker chicks.
“You hungry right now or you wanna wait until we get to Show Low?”
Mountain’s question jerks me out of my head and thoughts. Shifting my gaze to