LOGINLana
I felt Rhett hesitate as we came upon a black car parked outside his house and he swore as the gorgeous blonde climbed out and looked up at the house.
"Shit!" He swore again, rubbing his hand across his face in obvious frustration.
Woof!
Milo barked loudly, drawing the blonde's attention. She shrieked happily and ran as fast as her extreme high heels would carry her. I felt Rhett drop my hand a few seconds before she launched herself at him.
"Baby! I've missed you so much!" She exclaimed between planting kisses all over his face before she grabbed his hand and pressed it palm down against one enormous breast. "Feel how hard my heart is beating!"
HarleyThe words I was about to say lodged in my throat as the door opened and a dainty woman walked in, the blue accents in her black hair making her seem more like a punk rocker than the white button up shirt, black pencil skirt and stoic heels suggested.“I'm glad to see you're still alive,” she teased as she walked over to Cole, completely ignoring me, and kissed his cheek.He looked slightly awkward but didn't push her away. “Willow, you're looking well yourself.”She huffed dramatically and folded her arms. “No thanks to you! I swear, I lose a year off my life every time you go radio silent.”If I
ColeI've lived this scenario a hundred times over in the last couple of years. Leaving a place in the middle of the night with sirens and helicopters chasing me down. It seemed to happen whenever I was getting comfortable in a single area. I guess that's why I was constantly moving.It was like a never-ending nightmare all because the General felt it was worth the hunt.“Where are we going?” Harley asked as we pulled up at a petrol station.I shook my head at her, my eyes never leaving the small group of men hovering beside a black SUV. They laughed about something before they got into their vehicle and drove off, not sparing us a glance.
HarleyI ran as fast as I could away from the shed, not daring to look back until I had broken through the trees and found myself blocked by a cattle fence, four strands of wire running parallel to each other and secured to iron posts. I easily slipped through the fence and walked steadily between the cows, every breath I took came out ragged.In the centre of the field, I fell to my knees as the emotions poured out of me. The fact that I had almost been assaulted played over and over in my mind and I felt dirty. I rubbed at my skin where Julian had touched me, feeling as if his lips had tainted my flesh.I screamed in anger as the feeling just wouldn't subside. The cows glanced at me before they lazily moved away, chewing their cud at a safe distance from the ma
ColeI stormed out of the building, even more frustrated than when I had first entered. The Charter House had been an utter bust. The run-down house was completely empty and it looked as if even the rats had given up on the place and had moved out, leaving the shabby building to spiders and the ghosts of the past.The bar seemed like the next logical place. Typically bars had lots of people going in and out, most of them completely inebriated. It wouldn't have seemed strange for the owner to carry an unconscious girl through the doors - people would just think she couldn't hold her liquor and that good old Bandit was making her lie down and recover before sending her off on her way.I'd entered the place filled with hope and when I noticed the bar was fille
ColeI cannot explain the feeling of knowing you've spent years searching for someone, only to have them stolen from your grasp. The moment Jay told me that the Rebels’ leader - a notorious bastard they called Bandit - had Harley and that they were holding her hostage until he paid back money he stole from them prior to his incarceration I knew that it was bad. And then he confided that he had been working with a police investigator trying to nail the Rebels for transporting and selling drugs. I wanted to throttle him. I wanted to put my hands around his neck and squeeze until his eyes bulged. It was probably a good thing that his sponsor arrived at that moment and insisted that Jay stay with him for a couple of days. He needed to get a handle on his addiction and I needed to get a handle on my emotions.The temperature in the house had dropped substantially and I took pleasure in watching Jay shiver with the cold as he stuffed clothing into a bag. Every breath he let out resulted i
HarleyHours passed and I could tell that the sun had set, the light which had slipped through the cracks around the door had disappeared and the shed was plunged into darkness.I'd spent a few hours trying to pry out the screws which held the door's hinge in place, but had only succeeded in breaking all of my nails, the tips of my fingers now raw and bleeding. But desperation held fast.I knew that there was no way that Jay would be able to get together the amount of money that would satisfy Bandit. As for Jay working with the cops, well he didn't deny it so I guess it had to be true. It would explain why he was so desperate to get Jason out of the Rebels.The threat of Bandit giving me to h







