Havok: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance - Riley Rollins Page 0,91
know you and all you've done is fuck up my life. I wish I'd never gone to that junkyard."
I halted my walk, stopping short in the middle of the parking lot. Goddammit. I was sticking my neck out for this chick 'cause I thought maybe I felt something for her. And I thought she did too. Had I been thinking with my cock this whole time just like Dash said?
"I saved your ass back there," I said, angrily. "I'm your bodyguard right now. So yeah, that makes you my woman."
"Umm, I'm pretty sure it doesn't work like that," said Holly.
"So you don't wanna be my woman?" I asked hotly. It just came out, and I was shocked I'd said it. I wasn't the kind of guy to say stupid shit around women.
"You've gotta be kidding me," she said, shaking her head.
"Whatever," I replied. I turned and started back toward the motel room. Her words stayed in the back of my mind, pissing me off.
When we got inside, the interior of our motel room was dark and dingy. The decor looked like it hadn't been updated since the 70s. And to be honest… there was something about it that I really enjoyed.
Just my style.
"Hmm," I muttered under my breath. "Only one bed."
Holly frowned. "Maybe you should go back out there and ask for a roll-away."
"Maybe you should go ask," I shot back at her, annoyed. "I'm sure ol' dirty bastard back there would love to help."
"Whatever," said Holly crossly. She hung her backpack on the back of a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding her head in her hands.
I went into the bathroom. It was a fuckin' pigsty, just like every other time I'd been by this joint. I turned the sink on hot enough to burn, and scrubbed my hands and face 'til they were nearly raw. Had to get all that fuckin' Reaper juice off me.
"God," Holly said as I walked out of the bathroom, rubbing my face with a towel, "I'm so fucking tired. I was gonna get my first night's sleep all week, and then everything went to hell."
"I ain't exactly been sleeping tight either, darlin'," I said. "Club wars tend to do that to me."
She ignored me and kept rubbing her temples. Then she said, "I'm gonna take a shower."
She grabbed her backpack again and disappeared into the bathroom. "This place is filthy," she said, coming back out of the bathroom.
I shrugged. "The Four Seasons was all outta rooms in the middle of fucking nowhere."
Holly shut the door hard. Jesus Christ. She was a real piece of work.
I walked to the window next to the front door and bent my knees to peek outside, holding the blinds open with my thumb and forefinger. My bike sat outside, undisturbed. I heard music coming from a room across the way—at this fucking hour, Christ—but there was no sign of trouble.
Sighing, I opened the door, stepped outside, and took in the calmness of the dawn. It was a stark contrast from the chaos that'd gone down just a couple hours ago. I really could've used a smoke, even though I'd quit years ago.
When I finally went back into the room, Holly was lying on one edge of the bed, wrapped in a crappy, threadbare towel from the motel. Her arms were crossed over her chest, hugging her breasts tight against her body.
God, under any other circumstances I would've been lusting over that tight young body. But right now I was just cashed the fuck out.
I crashed down on the opposite edge of the bed I stared at the ceiling for a while, processing what had just happened, not speaking. She didn't speak either.
When I finally looked over at her, a tear was running down her cheek.
I reached my hand out across the bed and nudged her arm. "Hey," I said, "Everything's gonna be cool."
"It's not," she said with a sniffle. "Graduation was only a few weeks out. Now we're in the middle of this shit. I don't know if I'll ever get to go home again."
"Darlin'," I said, covering her hand with mine, "This shit'll blow over. It always does. They'll forget all about you when the next big thing comes up. Until then, I'll protect you."
"Why?" she asked. "Doesn't your club need you right now?"
I sighed. "I disobeyed orders when I came for you."
She turned her head to look at me, her eyes watery and wide. "Why would you do that?"