Styx (Walk Of Shame 2nd Generation #2)(17)

I watch him as he pulls his jeans back up and buttons them. “Should we go?” I ask as I fix myself.

He shakes his head and picks his jacket back up, draping it over my shoulders to warm me. “Not yet. Come on.”

We end up back on the rock in the same position as we were before.

His arms wrapped around me.

Me between his thick thighs.

No words are exchanged.

We just sit here.

Both lost in thought.

Everything else in the world forgotten for the moment as we sit here with wet clothes and shoes, staring up at the sky.

Just two broken people enjoying each other’s comfort for a short time.

I have a feeling I can get used to this . . .



Styx

SHE’S FALLEN ALSEEP IN MY arms, but I refuse to move and wake her up. I haven’t moved a muscle in over twenty minutes now, not wanting to disturb her peace.

A hard working woman deserves every moment of sleep and comfort she can manage to get and I’ll give her every second of it tonight.

Once she’s ready to go, then I’ll get my sleep. But until then . . .

I close my eyes and breathe in the peacefulness of the night air. Being here with Meadow in my arms will probably become one of my favorite memories of this place.

I’ve had lots of memories here, but all alone. There hasn’t been one woman before Meadow, that I’ve wanted to bring out here and enjoy this spot with.

My arms loosen around her, when she stirs in my arms and whispers something.

I stay quiet, unsure if she’s just talking in her sleep or if she’s just woken up.

“Crap, I’m sorry,” she speaks up louder this time, before turning in my arms. “I’m more tired than I thought, I guess.”

“No worries.” I hop off the rock and pick her up, helping her down to her feet. “Let me get you home.”

I grab her hand and guide her back to my motorcycle, before slipping my helmet back on her head and hopping on.

She holds on tightly, resting her head against my back the whole ride back to the hospital.

Once I pull up behind her truck, I help her off my motorcycle and grab her hand as she’s about to walk away.

She gets ready to say goodnight, but I cut her off by pressing my lips against her, causing her to moan into my mouth and reach out to grip my hair.

“Holy shit,” she whispers when I pull away. “Goodnight, Styx.”

“I’ll follow you home to make sure you get there safely. It’s late.”

She shakes her head and slides my helmet over my head with a cute little smile that makes me want to bite her lips. “I’ll be fine. I’m house sitting for Mandy and she only lives like three minutes from here.”

“I’ll follow anyway,” I argue. “I don’t give up so easily so don’t try.”

“Alright. Well thank you.” She backs away, keeping her eyes on me, until she’s hopping into her truck.

This woman has a lot to learn about me if she thinks I won’t protect her any chance that I get . . .





Styx

I’M STILL SURPRISED AS HELL with the restraint I showed with Meadow last week. It took everything in me to make myself stop her from sucking my cock and to not fuck her on the spot.

With any other woman, I would’ve had her screaming my name within the first ten minutes of being alone.

There’s just something about Meadow that makes me want to be different with her. I’ve never had this feeling before, so I’m going to do everything I can to not fuck it up for as long as I can.

Now that I’m back to my long nights at the club, I haven’t run into Meadow at the gym. We always seem to miss each other, and no matter how hard I’ve tried to get here so that I don’t miss her, there’s always someone at the club on my nuts, trying to hold me up.

Last night, I missed Meadow by five minutes. Five fucking minutes and it pisses me off.

I’ve been checking her log for the last week and she always seems to show up around twelve-thirty and leaves just before two.

Last week had been a late week for all of us at the club, but I’m making sure that I get my ass out of there early tonight. I don’t care what it takes.

Logging onto the gym’s membership info, I look up Meadow’s information for what seems like the hundredth time in the last five days since I’ve seen her.

Her phone number is staring back at me, tempting me to add it to my phone so that I can reach her whenever I want.

I don’t usually do this with women or members of the gym, due to their privacy, but the more I look at her number, the more I decide to say fuck the rules.

“Put your dick away and let’s go,” Kash says from the doorway. “Cale called and said he needs us to hurry because Stone is getting more than his ass can handle. Hemy is there and about ready to take our fucking cash if we don’t get there in ten.”