Page 76 of Tinsel & Chrome

Emberly

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I stare at the small window, and I can see the moon. The moonlight filters through the window, giving me some light. I slide from under Frosty’s arm and out of bed. I look for my dress and pull it on. I’m sore, and I need to get home to take a nice hot shower. I stare at Frosty, he’s so fucking hot. He’s not cold at all, and I loved it. But he didn’t say that he wanted to see me again. I don’t want to go through any awkward moments in the morning. I’m a big girl, and I assume the consequences even if that means that I don’t see him again. But, yeah, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t do everything I can to see him again and make him mine.

His light blue eyes revealed his soul to me last night. I felt him deep inside me, and not just his big cock. I want to learn his story because I know that he has one. I felt the welts on his back, but you can’t see them with all of the tattoos. The tattoos are badass, and they cover up his story, or maybe I need to study the tattoos to learn his story. My chest tightens, and I inhale deeply and slowly exhale.

Who the fuck hurt him like that

I hope I see you again, Frosty.

I know that my girls are waiting for me; that was the plan. One for all and all for one, something like that.

I chew my lip and pull out my cell phone from my dress pocket to text my bitches.

Ember ~ Where are you?

Heather ~ Bitch, we're outside in the car waiting for your slutty ass.

Ember ~ Fuck! Coming out.

I walk out of his room, down the hall, and across the Merciless Few MC clubhouse in the middle of the night, well, close to the early morning.

It’s my first walk of shame, and I can say I don’t fucking like it.

I loved fucking Frosty, he’s was terrific. I love it, but he acts like it’s a one-time deal.

Not if I have anything to do with it.

I walk out of the clubhouse and across the parking lot to the car. I get inside, and my bitches start laughing.

“Fuck! You really did slut it tonight,” Marie laughs, shaking her head.

“Yeah, and I loved it,” I say, nodding.

“Shut up, you did too,” Heather scoffs, turning on the car.

“Yeah, it was a blast! Those bikers are hot,” Amber says.

“Let’s get home because I’m tired,” I say, gathering my hair.

“Yes, I have to work tomorrow,” Marie says, rubbing her fingers through her hair and closing her eyes.

“Fuck, you need to get another job,” Janet says.

“Yeah, but they pay good,” Marie says, shrugging.

Marie works at a tech company that has all sorts of work hours, and they ask her to fill in.

“I’m not going to try to get a teaching position. After dealing with the kids in the office, it’s enough to drive me insane. So, I’m good,” I say, blinking my eyes.

“Yeah, I bet,” Heather says.

“Bitches, so I’ll let you know when we need to show up to the toy drive. Remember, we’re helping the bikers collect the toys for the foster and abused kids,” I say, smiling.

Maybe I’ll see Frosty there.

“Yeah, let me know,” Heather says, nodding.