All Chapters of The Heaven Hill Series: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Mandy wasn't sure if she wanted to fume, rage, or chase after Dalton as she watched him pass by the window of Charity's law office. He looked good on the bike, completely in control of the horsepower between his thighs. It'd always been a turn-on for her, and it pissed her off he could still affect her like this. More than anything, she wanted to get out of her chair and run after him, force him to stop and listen to her. She wanted to take her rightful place behind him, throw her arms around his waist, put her cheek on his shoulder and let him drive her to a place they could be alone together. He taunted her, showing her a little bit of what she could have, but also what she couldn't have, what he refused to give her. As in all things with him, she was undecided on what to do.Her heart wanted one thing, while her head told her to do something completely opposite. It wasn't the first time he'd done a drive-by of a place she'd been in, and she knew it wouldn't be the last. She wanted

Dalton tapped a beat that only he heard against his jean-clad thigh. Nerves caused his stomach to clench and a slight sheen of sweat to pop out on his forehead. He'd been waiting for what felt like a year to get a one-on-one meeting with Liam. While their pres was accommodating, times had been busy, and he hadn't wanted to press his luck. Especially because of what he wanted to ask. Liam could easily say no, and he hoped being patient would get him some leeway with the man so many of them looked up to. He needed this favor like he needed his next cigarette. If he had any hope at all of helping his uncle, he needed time, and right now, that was a precious commodity.The shop was busier now than it had ever been, fuck what his dad thought. Their client base was strong, and they'd been getting by legitimately for a long time. They didn't have to have their hands in everything because they made damn good money doing things their own way."Dalton, c'mon in." Liam walked through the club

Tired didn't even begin to cover the pure emotional and physical exhaustion Dalton felt. Last night he and Deacon had gone all over creation looking for Samuel, but had come up empty-handed. He was sick of this. All he wanted was to spend his nights and days in the company of the woman he loved, but he knew it was a danger he couldn't risk. Today, he was going to some of the places he knew Samuel liked to frequent in Warren County. But damn if he wasn't frustrated.For a year, he'd noticed changes in his uncle. He'd been secretive about the places he went late at night, and he always had a wad of cash on him. For a while, Dalton thought he had a girlfriend and was waiting until the time was right to introduce her. Eventually though, the truth had come to light. In the end, it'd taken him almost four months to figure out what the fuck was going on. It wasn't until he'd heard the conversation in the hallway of Wet Wanda's that he'd known for sure his uncle was in trouble. Since that da

Dalton was vibrating with fury as he pulled up to the trailer on the lake. The dwelling had seen much better days, but it still provided him with shelter whenever he needed it. It had been the only home he'd known as a young kid, and it was one of the most important places in his memory bank. As they always did, memories assaulted him of that night he and Mandy had sealed the deal in this trailer. She'd given herself over to him and told him he was good enough for her.What a crock of shit those words had ended up being. He'd done the one thing he'd promised himself he'd never do. He disappointed her, not been the man she needed, and he had a suspicion that before this was said and done, he'd never get the chance to be that man again. He didn't deserve the chance. He knew that. There was no telling what he'd have to do to help the man who'd helped him as a kid. He knew his days were numbered, expected he'd go down in a blaze of glory, and he was okay with that.Taking the steps two

Dalton wasn't sure what he was doing here. He hadn't even realized this was where he'd decided to come until he'd parked his bike in the extra space next to Mandy's car. His bike had chosen its own way there, and it had gone home. He was as much a nomad as his brother these days. That was becoming more clear to him every single day of his life. But this woman, she represented so much of what he needed in his life. She was the air he needed to expand his lungs, the rest he needed at night, and the blood he needed pouring through his veins.He was so fucking tired. Tired of worrying about other people, denying his feelings, and most of all, tired of lying to himself. He needed her like he needed his next breath. Denying their need of each other was doing nothing but hurting them, and for one night he didn't want to hurt anymore. He was raw after talking to Samuel and trying to figure out how they were going to fix the problem he'd dragged all of them into.More than anything, he need