Page 67 of Indecent Lies

It just wasn’t her MO, but she felt her feet move, carrying her across the loft floor and she grabbed her hooded jacket, ignoring his question asking her where she was going.

She didn’t know and she didn’tcare, only she needed out of that atmosphere where he choked her in lust and anguish in equal measure.

Seek out a life, she’d told herself.

Find adventure.

Think outside of the stifling box.

Go back to the person who’d made her heart thrive and see if those feelings were still there.

Well more fool Poppy, because she did find the boy who sparked her heart and what did the big idiot do? He hurt her all over again.

And it was her own damn fault this time.

She’d encroached on Tait’s life, not the other way around.

He could be a snarly bear all he wanted; he didn’t owe her anything.

She’d asked too much.

Expected far too much and now she was hurt and humiliated that she’d put her feelings on the line and her risk didn’t pay off.

There was not much she could do if Tait still pined for the one he couldn’t have.

Walking the streets, with no direction in mind, she didn’t feel the cold, only a gurgle of humorless laughter in her throat.

He wanted someone he couldn’t have.

And she wanted someone she couldn’t have.

What kind of love triangle drama had she stepped herself into?

SEVENTEEN

“There’s bigger and better bikers out there, Cinderella.” - Roux

“Dumbass move, dickhead.”

Texas muttered to himself, not for the first time since seeing Poppy walk quietly out of his apartment as though he’d done the worst thing possible to hurt her.

He was a man who always did the right thing.

Or so he thought.

Now he was figuring himself to be the man who fucked up at every turn no matter how he tried for rightness.

Maybe he was just rotten to the core.

It was what his family thought.

That first time he told them who he worked for, he thought his mom was gonna have a straight up heart attack and the anger from his father… nah, it was worse than that, it was pure disgust to know Texas worked for the most notorious biker conglomerate the states has ever seen.

It didn’t take long after that for the news to spread like gossiping wildfire through his family and for each of them to believe he’d fallen by the wayside and wasn’t worth pissing on even if he were on fire.

The Hunts were not known as emotional people, that’s for damn sure.

For more than a decade, Texas had been dead to his entire family, save for a handful of times he rocked up for his mom, only to be treated like a second class citizen because of her humiliation, as she put it.