Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
The guys look between each other, having a silent conversation I can’t quite follow.
I really don’t get their hesitation. Did I do something wrong? Did I forget…
“Oh,” I say in realization before I sigh and shake my head. “You’ll probably want drinks to go with them.”
Walking up to the fridge, I grab three of Coy’s cold beers and pass them out to them.
Poster Boy, Hammy, and Tampon look at me in disbelief, their jaws nearly hitting the floor.
“What?” I ask, their reactions irritating me.
“You’re being nice to us,” Poster Boy finally points out.
I roll my eyes and put my hand back on my hip. “So?”
“You’re not nice, ma’am,” Hammy blurts out before he looks sick and like he immediately wants to take the words back.
I’m taken aback by that at first, but when I think about it, Hammy’s right. I haven’t been very nice to them. Especially him.
I’ve kinda been a bitch…
Crap.
Frowning, I catch Poster Boy and Tampon slowly backing toward the door out of the corners of my eyes.
I nod my head at Hammy and say, “You’re right, Hammy. I haven’t been very nice. I’m sorry.”
Poster Boy and Tampon both freeze in surprise.
Hammy still looks like he wants to puke, but he rumbles out softly, “It’s alright, ma’am.”
I shake my head. “No, it’s not alright. I feel really bad about what I did to your bike. You didn’t deserve that. I’ve asked Coy to help me fix it, but I know now what the bike meant to you. I’m sorry I took that away from you.”
Looking speechless now, Hammy gives me a sharp nod of his head.
I walk back to the fridge and grab another beer as a peace offering for him. “I can’t make up for what I did, fully, but I’m going to try.”
He accepts the beer when I hold it out for him and seems to choke up a little. “Thank you, ma’am. You don’t have to do that.”
Hammy’s such a good guy, and as big as he is, he seems like a pure, gentle soul. I’d like to think if I knew what I know now when I ran his bike over, I wouldn’t have done it…
But as crazy as I was, I’m not sure.
“I do,” I sigh and look at Poster Boy and Tampon.
Poster Boy is giving me that look again, like he doesn’t know who I am.
“I’ve been mean to you all and I’m sorry,” I say. “I’ve been going through some things…”
“Some female things?” Tampon supplies helpfully when I trail off and don’t finish.
Poster Boy slaps Tampon on the back of the head and glares at him.
“What?” Tampon yelps and grabs at the back of his head. “What did I do?”
Poster Boy shakes his head in disappointment, and I can’t help but laugh.
I was trying to figure out a way to explain all the crazy stuff that was going on in my head, but female things will certainly suffice in this situation.
“Yes, some female things for sure,” I agree through my chuckles. “I hope you guys can understand and forgive me. I want us to move past this. Coy says we’re a family, and I want you to feel comfortable here when you’re with Levi and me.”
The three of them insist there’s nothing to forgive, but I can tell they’re relaxing a bit more now that I’ve apologized.
Once I’ve got the three of them seated with a beer in their hand and a sandwich on their plate, I say, “I only have a couple of requests.”
You’d think I just told them all I’m pregnant with their children the way they suddenly freeze up.
Hell, Hammy even has his sandwich hanging from his lips.
“First,” I go on, ignoring their reactions. I know it will take time for them to trust me after what I did. “I need to know what kind of things you like to eat and drink so I can keep it on hand.”
They let out collective sighs of relief and I grab a pad and a pen off the fridge to make a grocery list as they rattle off the things they like.
I’m in this for the long haul now. After what Coy and I did last night…
Fuck, my ass is still a little sore, but it feels like all the tension that’s been building between us is gone. We finally laid all our cards down on the table, and he pretty much fucked all my worries out of me.
I didn’t even know that I needed it, but he has this strange way of knowing exactly what I need. He knows me better than myself…
And I know him too, even if I can’t explain to my own brain how or why.
I can’t keep lying to myself or being afraid of all these feelings and emotions he invokes in me. I can’t keep fighting what my body and heart have been telling me this whole time.