Thrill Seeker (Kings of Vengeance MC Book 5) - Winter Travers Page 0,3

been when I stole it from Point, and it had been over a year since I had actually held it in my hands. But I hadn’t been able to throw it away.

I pulled it over my head and let the soft fabric surround me.

Seeing Point today had completely and utterly thrown me for a loop.

If you would have asked me yesterday if I was over Point, I would have looked you dead in the eye and said abso-fucking-lutley.

Now?

I didn’t have a damn clue. My heart told me one thing while my head said something completely different.

I piled my hair on top of my head, twisted a hair tie around it, and flopped onto my bed.

“Oh, my gawd,” I moaned. “What in the hell are you thinking, Deedra?” I wondered out loud.

I was a smart, strong, independent woman who had her head firmly on her shoulders and knew exactly what she wanted out of life.

Then I unknowingly wandered into a motorcycle club to cover a story, and I’m smack dab in front of my past.

A past I had fled as fast as I could from because even though I loved Point with all of my heart, I couldn’t follow my dreams being married to him. I couldn’t ask him to run all over with me while I tried to find whatever path I was meant to be on.

That wasn’t fair to him and the dreams he had.

Though, I don’t think he ever really told me what his dreams were.

Point and I happened suddenly. A few of my friends from the old station I worked at had dragged me to a Halloween party that was lame until Point walked in the door.

The only reason he had even glanced my way had been because I was dressed up in an inflatable t-rex costume. He thought it was hilarious and, at first, believed I was a guy since he couldn’t see my face.

His jaw dropped to the floor when I managed to pull the costume down and pasted a huge smile on my face. Once he got over the initial shock of me actually being a woman, things took off like a rocket between us, in life and bed.

Six months later, he popped the question, and then we were married two weeks after that.

Ugh. I knew it was crazy, but I really thought Point and I were in it for the long haul. Three job changes, a slight drinking problem, and a pregnancy scare later, and I knew Point and I weren’t going to make it work.

Mostly because I knew what I wanted, but I didn’t know how to get it with someone else to consider in every decision I made. I was young, dumb, and selfish.

I didn’t know how to make him an actual full part of my life. The times I had to explain why I wanted something or why we needed to move felt wrong. I felt like a selfish brat who only thought about herself. Point never complained, though. Sure, he joked about having to pack up everything, but it was just that, a joke.

The shock and disbelief in his eyes when I told him I was moving again but this time, he wasn’t coming with me, still haunted me. I broke his heart when I didn’t have to. Thank god I wasn’t there when he read the note I left him. I did it to make sure he understood we were over, but I knew it would cut him deep.

We were great until we weren’t.

I grabbed the edge of my comforter and rolled over ‘til I was wrapped up like a burrito.

So, what did I do when I couldn’t figure out how to make Point and I work?

Ran like a coward with no explanation other than a lame “I don’t love you anymore.”

I sighed and tried to fight back the tears.

One problem, though.

Three years later, I still loved Point but had no idea how to love him and still chase my dreams.

Hell, he probably hated my guts and was just being polite by not telling me to fuck off.

I groaned and threw my arm over my eyes.

Maybe it was time to run again.

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Chapter Three

Drink…

Point

Drink.

Drink ‘til I can’t picture her face.

Drink ‘til I can’t remember her name.

Drink.

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Chapter Four

Pumpkins, potholes, and pussy…

Deedra

“Tell me again how you think any of this is true?”

I grabbed the stack of papers I had laid out in front of Marty and shook my head. I had run through all of the details of the possible new