Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Posy didn’t turn away from what he was doing, but I did see the muscles in his throat bob as he replied. Then his arm lifted, with one straight finger lifted high in the air.
“I didn’t think that anything could get hotter than Harrington Hicks, but I was wrong,” she mused. “I knew the boys of Truth Tellers MC were hot, but I guess I didn’t realize how hot.”
I’d seen the other bikers come out earlier today behind Malone. I’d seen the three men get off their bikes to talk to Posy.
I’d also watched all but one leave, who was sitting on the fence watching Posy work with the small horse.
“Truth Tellers MC?” I questioned. “You know them well?”
Why was I so jealous that she did?
“Represented one or two,” she answered as she too gathered her things. “And I’m not going to agree or disagree with what Harrington said, but I can tell you that the Truth Tellers are all a bit…wild.”
Wild.
That was interesting.
I had a feeling, though, that I might like wild.
I called out for my siblings, who appeared with sleepy looks on their faces.
They were bored.
I knew they were.
But I needed to talk to them, so I couldn’t very well send them to school tomorrow without first instilling in them the importance of silence.
“Ready to go?” I asked.
“Sure am,” Kent said. “This place is boring as hell.”
They had no TVs.
Like, none.
It was the weirdest thing I’d ever seen, and the kids weren’t impressed.
We were poor as hell and still had a TV.
We also had cable, which was the cheapest option now that streaming services kept raising their prices to the point where it felt like they were asking for your first unborn child.
Yet, after asking Scottie, who’d come in for lunch an hour or so ago, she’d informed us that not only were there no TVs, but they didn’t even have fast enough internet to watch a movie.
Which was crazy, in my opinion.
But seeing how I’d never seen Posy stop what he was doing, even eating his lunch on the go, I imagined that he didn’t have the time to watch television or movies on the internet. So what would be the point of paying for them?
“When you get out there, would you mind sending the dude on the fence in here to talk to me?” she asked. “I have a meeting with him.”
I nodded in agreement and headed back outside, making sure that the place was just as spotless as I’d found it before departing.
I sent the kids to the car and headed for the hot as hell cowboy and his lonely looking companion.
“Posy?” I called out.
He looked up from his paper bag crumbling near the young horse’s head and said, “All done?”
“Yep.” My eyes turned to the guy on the fence, who wasn’t looking at me at all. “She’s ready for you, dude.”
The man on the fence turned to me, and I watched him do a complete once-over of my person before twisting around and dropping to the ground beside me.
“You’re cute,” he said. “Don’t break his heart.”
Before I could say something like “what does that mean?” he took off, heading toward the house.
“What did he say?” Posy asked as he came over to the fence that separated us.
He climbed up one rung so he could see me clearly, then leaned his large arms against the top rung and leaned in.
His baseball cap was once again turned backward, and a frown tipped the corners of my mouth down as I said, “You lost that last night. You didn’t have it when you walked me home.”
“Had to go back for it in the ditch.” The corners of his mouth tipped up, displaying pearly white teeth.
So he was thinking about the same thing that I’d been thinking about.
I refused to squeeze my legs together, even though I really wanted to.
It’d definitely help with the ache between my thighs.
“Get everything figured out?” he asked when he realized I wasn’t going to comment anymore.
“I’m gonna keep that ticket in your safe until we get everything in place, then we’re going to claim it anonymously and hopefully keep it under wraps.” I paused. “I have to figure out a way to do this that I’m not going to tip off my mom or my sister, though.”
“Your brother and sister will keep the secret?” he asked.
“I think so.” I shrugged. “Kent understands the importance, at least. Anders is a bit flighty since she’s so young. She’s a dreamer. Doesn’t see a single thing wrong with this world. So I have to stress the importance of keeping quiet with her tonight, but I think we’ll be fine. The kids have good heads on their shoulders. They’ve had to grow up a hell of a lot faster than most kids their age.”
He studied me with his dark eyes, scanning my face for so long that I felt like squirming, before he said, “What time do they go to bed?”