All Chapters of Outracing Demons (The Streets Series): Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Rick“So he caught up to you?”“Yeah. Well, some of his guys did at first. It was pretty bad. I was alone. They found me at the hotel I was staying in, and they busted my door down and came after me while I was in the fucking shower.”She blinked. “Yikes.”I sighed, remembering the memory very un-fondly. “Yep. Never thought I’d have to fight for my life completely buck naked.”She covered her mouth.“Are you laughing at me?” I asked.She shook her head, but a giggle came out, and then she hid her face in the blankets.“Harley!”“I’m sorry! I’m sorry. It’s not funny. It’s just… I started picturing it, and my imagination got out of control. Please, tell me the rest.”I rolled my eyes in mock annoyance and picked at a loose thread on her blanket. “Well, I managed to fight them off. I was lucky that one of the guys staying in the room next to mine came to my aid. We’d run into each other earlier in the night at the hotel restaurant and shared a drink at the bar. He came in fists swinging,

HarleyEvery thought I had gave me anxiety, and I was more and more aware of the fact with every passing day that I had never felt this way about a man before. I had never cared about any of those questions, and I never desired the answers I wanted now.“So?” Charlie asked, leaning forward and giving me a coy little smile.“So…” I trailed off.Her smile stretched. “It was that good, huh?”“What are you talking about?”“Why are you suddenly so secretive?” she asked. “You and I both know this is all you’ve been thinking about for the last nine months. Hell, Laina knows too. It’s all we’ve talked about. Now that it’s finally happening, you clam up on me? That’s not fair, Harley.”I licked my lips. She was right, of course. I owed her the truth. She and Laina had both been there for me through the most difficult times since Rick left. “I’m sorry. You’re right.”She shimmied closer to me, the legs of her chair grating against the gravel underfoot. “Your place or his?”I shrugged. “Mine.”“

RickWe drove for another fifteen minutes or so before pulling into the parking lot of a fast food burger joint. The parking lot was empty except for a few cars that belonged to the staff and the one man inside the restaurant sipping a coffee and reading a book. We cruised through the drive thru, and I ordered our meals. Then I pulled into a parking space that faced the road, and we took off our seatbelts.Harley opened the bag and started handing me my items, as well as a straw for my drink and a handful of napkins. Then she flattened the bag into a placemat and put it over my console to use as a little makeshift table. She squirted some ketchup on the corner, dipped a piping-hot onion ring into it, and took a massive bite.She fanned her mouth as she chewed.“Careful,” I said, wincing on her behalf. I held out her drink to her.She snatched it out of my hands and drank greedily. “Places like this never have hot food. It’s almost unheard of. What’s the deal?”“The stars are aligned,

RickI tried not to grimace when Harley drove over the dip in the curb and into my driveway. She parked the Jeep and looked over at me as she took her seatbelt off. “Home sweet home.”I nodded, took off my seatbelt, and opened my door. I slid out of the Jeep and closed the door behind me. Harley hurried around the hood and came to see if I needed help.“I’m all right,” I told heShe didn’t look like she believed me. She pursed her lips in a fine line and looked me up and down. “I think you’re full of shit.”I laughed and immediately stopped when it hurt my ribs. “Yeah. Maybe.”Harley marched up my driveway to my front door, which she opened with a twist of her wrist. She held it for me to half-stumble through. I tried to walk straight, but the pain in my side kept me hunched over while she closed and locked the door behind us.She let out a sigh and walked around me as I made my way down the hall toward the living room. “Do you have a first-aid kit or something?”“Yeah, under the bath

HarleyNobody had ever looked at me the way Rick was looking at me right now.His gaze was hot, dark, and deep, but there was a soft fondness to the way his eyes rolled over me, starting at my eyes and working their way across my cheeks, over my nose, and to my lips, where they lingered for some time. I was more than a little aware of how sharp my breathing had become.Somehow, he made me burn with need without even touching me, with just a look.His eyes left my lips and made their way down my neck and over my chest. I lifted my arms over my head when he reached out to take off my top. It fell to the floor between our feet, and he raked his eyes over my breasts, which were pushed up to my chin in a ruby-red push-up bra. He cupped them in his strong hands and massaged them, pushing my senses into overdrive.He smelled like blood, pine, and sandalwood. His knuckles were bruised but not split, and I held him to me when he bowed his head to trace his lips across my cleavage. I needed him