Techy (Devil Souls MC Book 2)(13)

I hold on to his shirt as he carries me up the stairs and into his bedroom, and the woman follows behind us. He gently sets me onto the floor and then walks out. The lady turns to look at me, and I nervously fidget at the bottom of my shirt.

“Sweetheart, did he hurt you? I can get you help,” she rushes out and steps closer to me.

“What?? No!” I say loudly. I understand why she asked that, because from the outside, it may look that way. “No,” I start again but much more softly. “He saved me.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry, honey.” Her eyes soften, relief in them. “Now, let’s get you fitted for a wardrobe!” She smacks her hands together.

I grin at her bubbly attitude, and she produces a tape measure from her pocket.

We spend the next ten minutes getting everything measured, including for a new bra and undies. I have to admit I am really excited at the idea of having new clothes, things that haven’t been used by multiple people and aren’t threadbare.

“I will see you tomorrow to put your outfits together and show you everything.” She waves as she walks out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

Jordan will be up here once she leaves, so I decide to climb up onto the bed.

The front door shuts, and when I hear him coming up the stairs a second later, butterflies swarm in my belly. He comes around the corner, holding all of my new stuff, including a couple other bags of stuff.

He sets my devices beside me on the nightstand and then hands the bags to me. When I look inside, I see body wash, bubble bath, deodorant, a tooth brush, and tampons. I blush at the sight of the tampons; I can imagine how he felt buying them.

“Jordan, I don’t know what to say to all of this. I love it so much. Thank you. It was so thoughtful of you.”

He winks and sets the laptop on my lap. “Get used to being spoiled, my girl.”

My heart skips a beat at him calling me his girl.

His girl.

I haven’t ever heard anything better than that in my entire life. I blush, and you couldn’t stop the smile on my face if you wanted to. Jordan rubs my cheekbone at the sight of me blushing.

“Now, play with your new things.” He moves everything closer to me and takes the bag from me. He walks into the bathroom and sets everything on the counter.

My life has changed so much in such a short amount of time, but I have never been happier. I feel like I am floating on cloud nine and I don’t know what to make of my emotions because I’ve never experienced anything like this before.

I sit back against the headboard and pick my phone up. After pushing the home button, I click the message icon, hit new message, and see Jordan’s number. Not able to help myself, I click his name and type a message.

Me: Thank you.

I gnaw on my bottom lip and wait for him to receive the message. He pulls his phone out and looks at the screen. He starts typing, and my phone buzzes a second later.

Jordan: Anything for you, angel.

I can’t keep the grin off my face as I read his message. I set the phone down and look at the laptop box. I rip the tape off and slide the laptop out of the box. Setting the laptop in my lap, I smooth my hands on the top of it, feeling the coolness.

I open it and look at the screen. I blink rapidly to stop the tears. It seems like I’m always crying these days. I click the Safari thing to get on the Internet and go straight to Amazon to look at the available books.

I type in free ebooks and see so many books. When I see a cover with a man with a motorcycle, curiosity gets the best of me and I click on the book. I read the description and decide to get it. My Kindle is already set up thanks to Jordan, so I go on there and one click. I start shaking with excitement, and I close the laptop. I set it beside me on the bed and settle in to read the book.




I hug the pillow to me and look around the room to check if Jordan is in the living room. I’ve been reading this book for the past three hours and just came to a sex scene. I blush and start reading it again.

His tongue moves up and down my—

“Why are you blushing, angel?”

I jump and immediately turn the Kindle off. I could die from embarrassment. I clutch the ereader to my chest and slowly turn around to face Jordan.

He is grinning at me from ear to ear. Shoot me now. Please.

“Hmm. You have a thing for bikers?” he teases.

I hide my face with my hands. I can’t believe I was caught reading a scene where they are having sex on the back of a bike.

“Aww, angel, don’t be embarrassed.” He laughs and tugs my hands away from my face.

My face is burning, and I don’t look up from my lap. Oh my God, how am I going to face him?

“How am I supposed to not be embarrassed when I haven’t even kissed a guy before?” I mumble under my breath.