Tatum"You hungry?" Dad asks as he puts his arm around me and we make our way up the porch steps of my childhood home.Hungry? I feel as if I'm about to puke. I've felt that way since I started the drive across town. There's a part of me that wishes I still lived here, that my parents were just down the hallway. If I ever needed to talk to them, all I had to do was open my bedroom door, yell for either one of them, and they would come running. Now, it's a bit more calculated. I have to call and make sure they're home, then make the drive across town. The drive today about did me in. I don't feel like I could eat two bites, but instead, I smile up at my dad."Sure am."He's talking as we walk into the house. "Your mom's helping Meredith today at CRISIS so we won't be bothered. I have to say, I was surprised when I got your text asking to talk to me. It sounded serious.""It is, Dad." I look up at my dad, but instead see the President of the Heaven Hill MC. "It's about Remy."

TatumRemy's got me wrapped tightly in his arms as we lie on the couch, watching the same show we've been watching for the last few hours. My body is more aware of his than it's ever been as we lay tangled together. Sometime during this last episode, we shifted. I'm splayed over top of him, my head on his shoulder, his thigh between my legs, his arm around my neck, fingers lightly playing in the hair that rests there. Something about the way he's stroking my neck as he plays with my hair is turning me on. I find myself slightly pushing the edges of his shirt up against his abs, running my fingers up and down the small sliver of skin I've uncovered. He shifts. I'm not sure if it's because he's feeling the same way as I am or if he's trying to get more comfortable, but he lodges his thigh further up in between mine, resting it fully against my core. It sends a shockwave of desire through my body that forces me to turn my head into his shoulder, silently moaning as I open my mouth again

Tatum"You look like you had a good time over the weekend."I can't hide the blush and smile that light up my face as I see Addie for the first time since Remy dropped me off at work this morning. Thank God I only worked half a day, because avoiding Cash took everything I had. Every time he looked at me, I felt like he could see right through me. I climb into her car, doing my best to keep as much cool as I can before we drive off. As soon as we make it down the street, away from both shops, I let out the girliest scream ever. "It was absolutely amazing!"She turns to me, her eyes shining with laughter. "I'm excited for you and so happy that the two of you got to spend time together."There's a part of me that knows what she's getting at. She wants to know if we did the deed, and I also know if I want to tell her, now is the time. We both have appointments with Christine to get our hair done today, and since her husband and brother are members of Heaven Hill, we probably want t

Remy"How's it going?" I shuffle into Cash's shop, shivering slightly as the cold weather affects me now that I've started to cool off from the game. Caelin, who's his afternoon help sometimes when neither he nor Tatum can work the shop, is manning the front. His eyes are at half-mast as he looks up at me. A few minutes later and I may have caught him taking a nap."Boring as fuck." He yawns, leaning over so that he reads something on his phone. He's tall, much like Tyler, and when he straightens to his full height, I almost have to look up. "School was out today because of the 'snow'." He rolls his eyes as he makes air quotes with his fingers. "So I've been here since Tatum left, and only one person has come in to pick up their car. Most boring day ever. I can't believe Cash is paying me for this.""You could be working across the street and actually having to work to get paid," I remind him as I glance over my shoulder. Liam's shop is still hopping, and it looks like most of wh

RemyIt takes everything I have to put Tatum in her SUV and walk to my truck. Letting us separate for the small amount of time it'll take us to get to her apartment is almost too much for me. My anxiety is at an all-time high, letting her out of my sight is about to make me crawl out of my skin.I'm on her bumper as we turn out of the shop parking lot and travel down the road. She does as I ask, keeping us together on the road for the roughly fifteen minutes it takes us to get to where she lives.The time went by in the blink of an eye. That itself indicates how out of it I am. Any other night I would have been checking our surroundings, making sure no one was following. Truth is, I just want to get inside and hold her in my arms, let her hold me in hers. I need that tonight; I need her softness and the absolute light that radiates around her.I park next to her and jump out before she can open her door and slide out. "Let's get inside." I grab her hand and all but drag her wit