Ink's Second Chance - Carol Dawn Page 0,29
that stairs don’t always turn into escalators,” I tease. “Would you mind helping me to a bathroom before I have an accident?”
Wolf smiles and his teeth are a bright contrast against his black beard and hair. He truly is a magnificent looking male.
“Of course, Miss Rachel,” he says, always so polite. “There’s a restroom just at the other end of this hall. It’s the very last door.”
“Thank you so much,” I say. I turn and dash to the bathroom. My bladder sucks and I know that I don’t have much time left.
Once in the bathroom, I maneuver myself onto the toilet and do my business before scooting back into my chair. I wash my hands and curse that the mirror is so far up. I wonder what I look like this morning.
I’m still wearing Sammy’s shirt, my hair feels wild, and I don’t think I’ve shaved my legs in months.
I panic for a moment before remembering that I don’t really care what people think of me. If they don’t like the way I look they can look somewhere else.
As for Sammy, if he truly wants to be with me then he’s going to have to learn that I enjoy looking like a bum most days.
I open the bathroom door to find Wolf leaning against the wall.
“We brought over a few bags of your clothes,” he informs me. “They’re in Ink’s room.”
I thank him and make my way back to the room. If I’m getting help going down the stairs, I really want to at least be wearing panties.
I find three large black trash bags full of my clothes on the other side of the dresser. To say I’m thankful is an understatement. I manage to find a simple outfit, leggings, a long-sleeved shirt that says, Not Adulting Today, and some sandals.
Nothing to write home about but at least my butt’s covered.
“I think I’m going to have to carry you down the stairs,” Wolf says when I open the door. “Then I’ll come back up and get your chair.”
I nod and we make our way to do just that. Wolf brings me down the stairs and sits me on a small table next to the front door before retrieving my chair.
“Thank you, Wolf,” I say once I’m situated back in my seat. “Just so you know, you’re my favorite biker, now.”
He smiles and we make our way down the hall towards voices.
I enter the room and freeze with what I see. No wonder Sammy couldn’t help me. He’s got two women rubbing their half-exposed tits all over him.
Wolf clears his throat and Sammy looks our way. I turn to leave but not before I saw his face fall.
He’s changed, my ass. I told myself a thousand times not to trust him.
“Baby,” he shouts behind me. “Stop! It isn’t what you think.”
I stop and take a deep breath in.
I’m a grown-ass adult, I remind myself. I turn around and wait for him to explain.
“Those women are club Bunnies,” he says, kneeling down in front of me. “They came here to give Bear the reports on some of the businesses we run. I told them that I’m not interested. They were only there less than a second before you came in the room.”
I don’t say anything as I watch the desperation on his face. He seems sincere and I do believe him. But that doesn’t stop those damn teenage memories from surfacing.
“Alright,” I finally say. “Your sexual reputation is both entertaining and annoying.”
“What it was is a mistake,” he says. “Never in my life have I wished I was a virgin until you came back into my life.”
“Well, I wouldn’t go that far,” I smile. “I need you on your a-game when we have sex. I wouldn’t want you licking the wrong spots, now would I?”
I laugh at his wide-eyed look and move around him to head back down the hall. Right before I get to the room, I’m stopped and twirled around. Not an easy thing to do to this chair as fast as he did. I’m impressed.
“Just so you know,” he says, leaning so close that our breaths mingle. “There is no wrong spot. I plan to lick every single inch of your body.”
He walks away with a devil's smirk.
Well, he sure told me.
“ARE YOU SERIOUS?”
I’m brought out of my daze by Slim screaming. I turn to see what’s going on and watch as he and Rose hug fiercely.
“I’m not happy about it, but we’ve agreed that if you two are