The Rogues - book 2 Own
He crosses his arms, filling his chest even more because of anger.
“And is there and explanation, Margareth?”
I get near him and he pants, visibly upset.
“Where were you going to take me?”
“It’s blues night at The Sickle tonight, I thought you might wanted to…”
I stop him, getting on the bike, while I talk:
“I love blues, let’s go, Hunter, we’ll talk there.”
He gets off the bike and gets an extra helmet in the croup, touching my entire body while he buckles the helmet, when I get near to kiss him, he turns his lips and sits on the bike, starting it to leave.
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