Page 171 of Indecent Lies

It was a good start, Texas thought, but he’d work more on fixing that friendship when he got back. Ready to leave he asked. “How’s it going with Law?”

All three men looked at each other.

It was more than a shock to see that on the news the other week, out of everyone Texas knew, Lawless was the last to ever get caught.

“Looking at 10 to 15 years. He’s pleading guilty, so it’s just waiting for sentencing.” Supplied Snake, grim in the face and likely to be feeling it too, those two were tight.

“If there’s anything I can do.”

“Appreciate it, man. Now get gone.”

He was too late to try and catch the flight Poppy would be on, according to his app, it flew out of Denver twenty minutes before he got there, so he had another two hours wait, calling her dead phone until he got his ass on a plane.

She better hope he caught up to her and fast because he was not sleeping a night alone without her hair spread all over his chest and her leg holding him hostage.

He needed to keep his mind occupied while he sat on a plane destined for the one place he swore hell would freeze over before he returned.

He thought about her asking him to fool around to give her experience.

He thought about her giggling on the floor while Glenn and Snowbell tumbled on her belly. And then he thought about those sexy little noises she emitted when he was giving it to her. Front. Behind. Face to face. She breathed those raspy noises like she still couldn’t believe how good it felt to fuck.

To fuckhim.

She wouldn’t get the chance to compare with anyone else.

Every breath he inhaled was because of her.

She’d resurrected him. Not just into the light. But brought back to the living.

A real life, not one where he wandered, not just geographically but aimlessly in his mind too. He’d been lost and she’d shocked him into living again.

Living a rich and colorful, Poppy filled life.

He felt weird and exposed but it was the good exposed.

The one that had been a long time coming.

While he was pissed off, he was also mentally kicking his own ass.

He’d been scared to have everything, scared if he looked away from her, she’d disappear and this was just his purgatory.

He should have given her everything so she knew not to run.

And not run back to that life she hated.

When he got back to Colorado, he assumed he’d be there a day at most, now he didn’t want to be anywhere else. But he needed Poppy with him.

He didn’t remember the touchdown or grabbing a cab.

The moment the car started to crawl up the huge Astor drive he knew he wasn’t going to do this thing in private because there was around thirty town cars parked outside.

They must be having a party.

So fucking be it, he thought, with a scowl as he climbed out and faced the house.

She better be inside.

She better be ready for him.