UnHinge Me (Savage Beast MC #6) - Hayley Faiman Page 0,3
actually gulps and he takes a step back, his gaze flicking from Silver to me, then back to Silver. “This place is a shithole anyway.”
Bending down, I scoop the pretty thing up in my arms and with Silver at my back, I carry her to my bike. She climbs on behind me, wrapping her arms around me before I rev the engine and take off, finally leaving my past where it belongs, in my past.
“What’s your name?”
She climbs off of the back of my bike after I pull into the clubhouse parking lot. Turning my head, I look over at her, my gaze flicking down the length of her body and goddamn, my cock twitches beneath my jeans at the sight of her. She’s stacked.
“Gabriella,” she breathes. “Thank you for helping me.”
“What’re you doin’ with Waker anyway?” I ask.
Her lips curve into a small smile. “I like bad boys. I just didn’t realize he was going to be bad to me.” She takes a step toward me, lifting her hand, she touches my chest. “You aren’t bad like him, are you?”
“Oh, I’m bad,” I grunt. “I just don’t beat bitches for fun.”
She licks her lips. “What do you do for fun then?”
It’s my turn to smile. “C’mon inside and I’ll show you.”
Together we walk into the clubhouse. Gabriella likes a thrill. She lets me fuck her right there in the middle of the bar. She stays with me for a week solid, fucking, sucking, and partying before she asks me to take her home. When I do, I’m surprised to see that she lives in one of the biggest houses I’ve ever seen.
“Poor little rich girl?” I ask.
She laughs her sexy throaty laugh that I’ve come to enjoy. “Something like that. I’ll see you around, Mountain.”
Without another word, she turns from me and walks away. I watch every step she makes, knowing that I’ll probably never see her again. She’s a girl who likes a wild ride, but doesn’t want to live the wild life. Not if it doesn’t come with fancy as fuck cars and trust funds.
I never go back to my childhood home, never check on Waker. Silver assures me he and Coyote watched him leave town, even followed him to the city limit sign. He left and as far as I know, he’s never been back.
LEIGHTON
NINETEEN YEARS OLD
Looking back over my shoulder, I’m not surprised to see him here. Leo watches me, his eyes grazing down my back, pausing on my ass before he flicks his gaze back to meet my own.
Licking my lips, I take one last drink from my glass then set it down before my mouth turns up into a smile. I shift away from him and slowly step into the swimming pool.
I let out a sigh as the cool water kisses my skin. This is a pool party, after all. My father throws one every year, an end to the summer. Closing my eyes, I swim through the deep water until I reach the seat in the small grotto area.
It only takes five minutes for Leo to join me. Spreading my legs, he swims up so his body is blocking me from view. His hand slides up the inside of my thigh, shifting my suit to the side before his finger grazes my pussy.
“Leopold,” I rasp. “You’re so wrong.”
He laughs softly. “The children have all left, it’s only the adults now, darling.”
My heart speeds up. Lifting my hands, I curl my fingers against his shoulders and try to push him off of me. I make it a point to never stay at one of my father’s parties after the families and upstanding citizens leave.
“I need to go, we need to go. Maybe we can go dancing or something?” I ask.
I also make a point to never be home at all after the families have all left my father’s parties. I made the mistake of being home too many times. I’ve had far too many strange men wander into my bedroom and take advantage of me being alone with everyone else otherwise occupied—never again.
“Let’s just stay. We’ve both been drinking, what could be the harm? We’re having fun.”
“I told you, Leopold, I don’t stay for my father’s parties,” I snap, my breathing coming out in short pants.
His lips curve up into a grin. “I think you’ll enjoy it,” he purrs.
Something isn’t right about the way he’s pressuring me to stay. His fingers haven’t stopped moving between my legs. I reach down, wrapping my hand