Miss Pia let out a heavy exhale and patted my knee through the comforter. “I’m not going to inform my old boss that you’re here, Dasia. You’ll be eighteen in less than three weeks. This room is yours for as long as you want.”
Tears sprang to my eyes, and I found myself slumping against the headboard, not having realized my entire body had tensed tight from my tale. “Seriously?”
Lips in a thin line, she nodded. “While it’s not right in the eyes of the law, I’m coming to not care about that fact as much as I used to.”
I swiped the back of my hand over my cheek to stop the leaking tears as I considered the scowling biker who owned the house we sat in—and probably the influence behind her change of heart. I’ll admit to being slightly spooked by the dude. “Isn’t this Ryker’s place? What does he think about my staying?”
The severity of her face eased up a bit, a small smile lighting her blue-green eyes. “He’ll do whatever I want because he loves me.”
Damn. My throat tightened up again. To be loved like that. Number one in someone’s life…
“I’ve got baked French toast in the oven and he’s making bacon,” Miss Pia said, patting my knee again. “Why don’t you come down and have some breakfast with us? You’ll need to tell Ryker the jist of what happened, so we can decide on what to do next.”
“Got any more of this coffee? It’s wicked good.”
She laughed lightly while standing. “Plenty of it. Take your time, though. No rush.”
Once she shut the bedroom door softly behind her, I eyed the leggings and sweatshirt she’d given me the night before, folded at the foot of the bed. I grabbed the leggings and pulled them on, but paused while considering the sweatshirt.
The zippered hoodie Ryker’s friend had given me the night before—Devil, both Pia and Ryker had called him—lay atop the chest of drawers. I padded over the cool hardwood flooring and snatched it up, lifting it to my nose.
The sweet scent of licorice and an underlying musk of absolute deliciousness flooded my senses.
Damn.
I sniffed again, remembering his firm yet tender grip on my arms after he’d told me to put it on the night before as I’d stood shivering outside the Vicious Vipers’ club. He had a raspy, sexy as hell voice, enough so that just the memory of the low timbre sent tingles throughout my entire body.
Frowning, I reminded myself men couldn’t be trusted, I shoved my arms into the sleeves, zippering the too-big sweatshirt up to my chin like my own vibranium shield against the world.
Going through shit might break a person down, but in the movies, they usually rose from the ashes. While I wasn’t anywhere near ready to sprout wings, I lifted my chin and strode out into the hallway like my shoulder blades tingled.
I’d managed to escape a life of sexual slavery, surely I would be able to face down my kidnappers some day and tell the tale that would get their asses locked up.
I might have been broken, but maybe someday, I would find what Miss Pia had—a happily ever after.
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Lynn Burke is a full-time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.
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In Between
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Bonds of Worship Series
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Elite Escort Series
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First Time
Zero Tolerance
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Digger
Capone
Jonny
Found by Fate Series
Finding Forever
Finding Freedom
Finding Fulfillment
Risso Family Series
Susceptible to Him
Longing for Her
Complete with Her
Tempered by Her
Chasing After Him
No One until Her
Sandy Ridge Series
Without Reservation
Without Hesitation
Without Condition
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Wicked Warden
Ruthless Sentinel
Callous Criminal
Twisted Devil
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