“Get some sleep. I’m going to fuck you again in an hour,” Knox said, reaching out to turn the light off.
Diamond dozed off, thinking that he was overestimating his stamina, but it was Diamond who spent the night amazed at the amount of times he kept waking her. She found herself continuously submitting to the demands he placed on her body. It was only towards dawn that she felt him climb from the bed, pulling on his clothes. Diamond watched, barely able to move her sore body.
“I’ll see you this afternoon at Viper’s wedding. You better get some sleep; you’re going to need it.” He left her without another word.
Diamond heard the door open and close behind him, wondering what in the hell she had started.
* * *
Diamond soaked her stiff body in hot water until she felt her flesh begin to wrinkle. Her mind was in turmoil at what she had allowed to happen with Knox. The sexual attraction she held for him was nothing she had ever encountered before. Of the few men she’d had sex with, she’d had an emotional attachment to all of them before they had explored the sexual side of their relationship. With Knox, she didn’t know how she felt about him, yet her body wanted his until it almost consumed her with lust.
She admired the things he had done with his life, but she hated that he belonged to The Last Riders and the lifestyle he made no bones about enjoying. Diamond had no illusions; if he wanted to fuck one of the women at the club, their one night together wouldn’t stop him. Feeling a knife of jealousy plunge into her stomach, Diamond rose from the tub, drying off.
She went to her closet and picked out a purple dress that buttoned up the back. It was pretty and sexy. Diamond had picked it out in the department store in town and hadn’t worn it yet because the deep v in the front wasn’t appropriate for the office or court.
Dressed, she put on heels and brushed her red hair until it fell down her back in curls. When she went to get her car keys, she realized she had forgotten her car was still at the office. Not to mention, her keys were now missing. A knock at the door sounded just as she was going to pick up her phone to call and have it fixed.
. With a sense of déjà vu she opened her door to the grinning Rider and an impassive Knox.
“We brought your car back, all fixed with a new tire,” Rider said, handing her the keys.
“Thanks, Rider.”
“And before you can mention money…—” he continued.
“I know, Viper took care of it.” Diamond finished for him. “The way it’s going I’m going to owe him money.”
“Cheaper to get a new car than fix everything wrong with that piece of junk,” Knox said.
“I told you that I can’t afford to get a new car yet.”
“Then I suggest you get busy getting me off the hook for Sam’s murder so that you can buy one.”
“Why don’t you make it easy on me and just confess,” she snapped.
Rider burst out laughing. “As much as I’m enjoying this bickering, we’re going to be late for Viper’s wedding. Knowing Winter, she’ll make me take a punishment.”
“Take a punishment?” Diamond questioned Rider, but was ignored as Knox took her hand and pulled her out into the hall. Rider locked and closed her door, following behind.
“Slow down Knox; we’re not that late,” Diamond said, trying to keep up. Knox slowed his steps and Diamond walked between the two men.
A truck was parked by her car. Diamond started to go to her car, however Knox opened the truck door. “Get in.”
“But I was going to take my car.”
“Leave it. I’ll bring you back tonight.” Diamond gave in, sliding into the passenger side of the truck then scooting over as Knox got in beside her. Rider climbed in behind the wheel, expertly backing the truck out and onto the road.
“Did Winter invite anymore unexpected guests?” Diamond asked curiously.
“No, just The Last Riders, you and Lily. Mrs. Langley was invited, but under the circumstances, she declined.”
“I know; Winter told me. I feel horrible that she doesn’t have any family left,” Diamond said, knowing the sweet woman had to be lonely.
“She has a great-grandchild if Sam hadn’t decided to keep it a secret with what she had done with it,” Knox said, staring out the window.
“Vincent Bedford refuses to tell?” Diamond asked.
“Yes. The sheriff is looking into the situation,” Rider answered.
Knox placed his arm against the back of the car seat. Diamond was unsure how to act around him. She didn’t want to act like a girlfriend, but she didn’t want to be the cliché one-night stand, either. She was confused as to what exactly she did want.