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“You good?” Max asked.

“I am now. I wished she hadn’t worried you with this.”

Max’s look turned dark. “I’m glad she did. What’s going on with you two?”

“Hell if I know,” I told him and ran a hand through my hair, still mussed from Teddy’s hands.

“Why don’t you come to our place tonight?”

“Thanks, man but I just want to crash now. This shit has my head all fucked up and all I need is to be alone.”

My gaze found Teddy’s, even in the dark of night and through the dark windshield.

“That’s not alone,” Jana added, a smile in her voice.

No, it wasn’t. Not at all, but funny enough, all I wanted was to be alone, with Teddy. “It’s as alone as I want to be right now.” With no more words for my family, I closed the gap between me and the pissed off, fuming woman in the car, slid into the passenger seat and waited for her to shift into drive.

When we got home she was still pissed, but after a long hot shower where she washed me gently, she climbed into bed beside me, naked, and I wrapped my arms around her.

It was the best fucking sleep I’d had in more than six years.

***

As soon as I opened my eyes, the previous fucking night came back to me in sickening clarity. How I went from having Teddy coming all over my hand to sitting inside a fucking interrogation room was still a haze but it didn’t do anything to quell my shitty mood.

Even now, with Teddy’s soft body and silky skin pressed against mine, I couldn’t shake it off. So I did the only thing that could make me feel better. I lost myself in her body. Her back was pressed so tight against me, one tit resting in my hand, t

he tip hardening as my thumb brushed back and forth over it. The way she pressed back into me and moaned, even in her sleep, had my dick hard and ready. Angry and turned on wasn’t exactly the mood I was going for, but when Teddy’s back arched, bringing her wet cunt sliding across my stiff cock, I couldn’t hold back.

I slid deep in one, slow thrust, groaning loud enough to finally rouse her from sleep. “Yes,” she moaned in a throaty voice, one hand gripping mine right over her tits, a perfect handful. She was so tight from this angle, slick with arousal and so hot I couldn’t control myself, pounding harder and faster in search of release. “Tate, baby,” she moaned again, pumping her hips as one hand slid between her legs and fixed on her clit.

I could tell the second she started to play with her clit because her pussy pulsed around me, quivering as her breaths came in faster, shallower. “Let go,” I grunted in her ear and she did, screaming as she fell apart, the orgasm hard and brutal, squeezing my cock so hard I had no choice but to ride the orgasm out. “Ah, fuck, Teddy!” My cock shot off like a rocket, pulsing and shooting deep into her wonderfully wet pussy.

“Not that I’m complaining,” she panted, smiling at me over her shoulder, “but what was that all about?”

I didn’t have an answer so I just shrugged. “You looked too fucking good to resist.” It was partially true anyway, but I could tell by her expression she didn’t believe me. Still, I slid from bed and walked to the bathroom where I lost myself in a long, hot shower. As the hot soapy water slid over my body, I ached to bury myself inside Teddy again, but I’d locked the door, ensuring that didn’t happen. I needed some space today. The peace I’d found last night had evaporated. My mind was in a fucked up place and being around people would only end up making me angry. Well, angrier.

I stepped out of the bathroom and found the bed empty, but the sound of the shower in the other bathroom told me Teddy was up. I was just glad she hadn’t decided to ambush me about locking her out of the bathroom. There was no need, because Teddy didn’t cling.

Even still, I couldn’t think about looking at her right now. She’d been a fierce advocate for me last night, making sure the system didn’t fuck me over twice. And I was grateful as hell, but last night had brought home just how fucked up I still was over my time in prison. With the kind of anger pumping through me today, I knew I needed to get away, so I dressed quickly, grabbed my keys and helmet and jumped on my bike.

I rode and rode, trying to clear my mind of every goddamn thing haunting me. I pushed out the fucking cops determined to put me back in a cell. My brother’s upcoming nuptials reminding me of the normal life not meant for me. Teddy and her fiery personality, sexy body and simple understanding and acceptance. I rode until my back ached and my hands cramped, my bike eating up the miles and miles of desert landscape. When I finally stopped for gas, water and some fresh air, I realized I was just a few miles from Reno.

Pulling out my phone on the side of the road as the sun began to set, I called the shop. “Hey Lasso man, I need you to close the shop up tonight and open tomorrow. I’ll catch up with you then.”

“Sure thing, Golden Boy. Everything all right?”

I nodded even as my shoulders were rigid with tension. “Everything will be,” I told him and ended the call, taking in several deep breaths of the cooler, crisper air.

Hopefully the distraction of a new place would clear my head.

Chapter 16

Teddy

I was a lot of things, but a woman who couldn’t take a hint wasn’t one of them. I knew the way he woke me up, with a deliciously hard fuck, that something was wrong. But when he locked the door as he showered, I knew it was more than that, and when I stepped back into the bedroom we’d been sharing and saw that his boots were gone, I didn’t panic or freak out. Instead, I slowly got dressed, making sure I moisturized properly and looked out the window for what I knew I’d find.

Tate’s bike was gone.