"What are you thinking?" Jessica asked as she lifted herself up off the mattress onto an elbow. Her red hair fell into her face, but she didn't bother to push it away. She liked the way it rested against the tattoos on Layne's chest.He cleared his throat and turned his head so that they faced one another. His eyes moved past her, taking in that daytime had changed to evening and onto night as the two of them had been in their own little world. Outside, he could see the world light up as a storm raged over Bowling Green, the lightening giving him enough time to see her face. He'd taken her three more times since they'd made their way into this hotel room, and he felt as if each time he re-gained a part of himself. "That I don't want to go back to the clubhouse tonight." He lifted his hand up to cup the back of her neck with his warm fingers."Mmm, I don't either." She let her head fall against his shoulder, snuggling up beside him."But I'm thinking we need to. I could feel some
As soon as Layne and Jessica made their way back to the clubhouse the next day, they were called in for a meeting with Liam and Tyler. "Why would they want to meet with me?" Jessica asked, her hand shaking as she held it out for Layne to take."I'm sure it's nothing bad. Let's just go see what they want. I won't let anyone hurt you or take you away from me. Do you believe that?" he asked, tilting her chin up so that he could place a kiss there."I do.""Then everything is going to be fine."Truthfully, he was also nervous. It wasn't unusual for the two of them to call a meeting with a particular member of the club, but it was unusual for them to ask to meet with someone who was an outsider. He knocked on the door to the meeting room and pushed the door open when he heard the answering call from Liam. "C'mon in you two, have a seat," Liam said as he got up to shut the door behind them."Did I do something wrong?" Layne asked, catching the glare of Tyler."My man, I'm j
Everything was quiet and Layne hated it. After speaking with Tyler and Liam the night before, they had all decided to call a meeting with not only Dino but with Thomas Stanton—together. "Think he's going to show?" Dino asked as he sat in the abandoned warehouse with the Heaven Hill boys and two members from his crew. Their uneasy truce was continuing, for how long he didn't know, but sometimes they all knew they had to work together."I dunno," Layne answered. "Jessica sent him a text message last night telling him that she was quitting the business. He won either way."Dino looked up at the other man. "What do you mean by that?""If he sells more of the pictures, he's won because they made a shit ton of money out of it. If they didn't sell it and she ended up having to buy herself out of the contract—which she's going to have to do now—he's won a personal battle. Either way he's living it up.""That shit pisses me off.""What do you know?" Liam asked the leader of the oth
"Are you sure Wanda said it would be okay for me to do this?" Jessica asked as she looked over at Bianca.She had waited a good thirty minutes since the club had closed down, waited for everyone but Jagger and Layne to leave."She did, she said just make sure you two lock up when you're done. Layne knows what to do.""And you'll make sure to take Jagger with you?"Bianca giggled. "I will, Layne is obediently sitting in the chair in front of the stage, waiting on you, since you texted him.""Okay," she breathed easier. "Thank you so much for all your help." "Don't even mention it." Bianca said as she started to walk out of the private room Wanda had allowed Jessica to use. "I'm looking forward to you sticking around here, Hollywood," she winked."Me too," Jessica agreed. It was true too; she really was looking forward to making this town her home, putting down roots and starting a life. Bianca left and Jessica waited a total of five minutes before hitting the remote on
"You okay?" Layne asked as he had a seat next to Jessica.She was sitting in the seat that Steele normally occupied, but he had given her free rein in his cave for the afternoon. He'd been leaving every afternoon for the last two weeks, and no one knew where he was going. It seemed to be important to him, so no one questioned it. Next to the laptop sat precise instructions on what she needed to do to upload her book to the various online vendors that sold self-published ebooks."Yeah," she breathed heavily. "Just nervous. I mean, one day people are going to know that Felicity Heart is Jessica Shea, and that's fine, but it still makes me nervous."Layne leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. "Felicity Heart is one smokin' hot erotic author. I'd like to try out some new scenes for her tonight if that's at all possible."She giggled and pushed him away. "Stop, you're distracting me. I have to make sure this actually works. Ya know, I'm not a Hollywood starlet anymore, I need
VOLUME FIVE: DIRTY LITTLE SECRET"Where the hell does he keep going?"Jessica looked up from her laptop, her eyebrows drawn together in question as she looked at her two friends, Bianca and Meredith. "Who?""Travis," Meredith answered, turning around from the window. She leaned against the counter and folded her arms over her chest. "Every couple of days he leaves here like his motorcycle boots are on fire. He can't get down that drive fast enough, and then he doesn't come back for hours.""Maybe he's got a woman." Jessica shrugged, turning back to the screen of her laptop.Bianca snorted. "Leave it to the romance author." That had become the running joke on everything related to love, sex, and secrets. It was all Jessica's fault.They shared a laugh as Tyler made his way into the kitchen. "What are you ladies cackling at?""Jessica seems to think that Travis's got a woman," Meredith grinned up at her husband."Oh really?" He grabbed Meredith around the waist and pulled
Christine wrapped her arms tightly around Travis' waist as they traveled back down Highway 526. It was getting easier for her to be near him, for her to trust him, the more often he came around. He was her savior. It was as pure and simple as that. During those dark days when they had first met, she wasn't sure they would ever be at this place in their relationship, but they were. Hell, she hadn't been sure there would even be a place for him in her life, but he had gently never taken no for an answer."You've got to let me help you," he begged. "I can't stand the thought of you taking your clothes off for these men every night. Your brother is one of my best friends; I can't let you keep doing this."She wanted to believe that there were good people in the world, that not everyone wanted something from her that she couldn't give, but unfortunately that had never been the case in her life. Trusting someone was the hardest thing for her to do, and four weeks into a friendship felt l
It was dark when Travis made his way back to the clubhouse, and he wasn't in the best of moods. Being dishonest to the people that cared about him and always had his back was tiring, and it fucking sucked. Thinking he'd gotten somewhere with Christine only to get the feeling he was never going to get anywhere also fucking sucked."Liam's lookin' for you." He stopped short, not having seen Tyler on the front steps smoking a cigarette.Travis cleared his throat and did his best to wipe the scared look off his face. "Is he inside, or do I need to go see him at home?"Tyler kicked his long leg out in front of him, his voice deep in the dark of the night. If Travis didn't know better, it would sound threatening. "He waited on you a long time."The Native American was a man of few words, and he always made them count. Travis had purposely ignored two calls from his pres. "I was out of range, and I only saw his calls when I hit Porter Pike. By that time, I figured I'd be here in a few