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She shook her head. “You think you’re such a hot shot, huh? Rich daddy won’t give you any money, so you run around pulling off heists.” Her eyes narrowed. “There’s a reason I stayed away from guys like you all my life. Any way you try to rationalize it, you’re a damn crook.”

“Winter, it’s not like that, I—”

Her hand went up. “Save it. I’ve heard enough.” She paused at the door, looking right into my eyes. “The worst part it, I wouldn’t have minded if this was just a fling. But you had me thinking about giving up my whole life and staying here… God damn it, Rev. You broke my heart.”

And then the door slammed and she was gone.

Chapter Thirteen

Winter

Thoughts of my father flashed through my mind as I stormed off. Maybe my mother was wrong about a lot of things. But she had first hand experience having her heart torn to shreds by a bad man. She endured the devastating and inevitable end of a relationship with a man who kept going down the wrong road. She had Dylan. I had Rev.

It was inevitable. If someone was so indifferent about breaking the law, they wouldn’t think much of breaking your heart. Everything and anything could be rationalized.

I brushed a tear off the side of my face as the elevator closed.

No. Not this time. Not again.

I wasn’t going to break down crying twice in a week. I wasn’t going to be the naïve little girl left in anguish by one man and then another. I’d pull myself together.

I stepped out of the elevator with my head held high and strolled into the lobby.

So what? It was just one more confirmation that this wouldn’t work out. I’d known that all along. This wasn’t a sudden realization. It was an obvious reality. All I’d done is forget myself in the moment. That’s all.

I plunked down at the hotel bar and ordered a glass of wine. Then I changed my mind.

“Actually, make it a whisky. A double.”

I slumped against the counter propped on my elbows, my head resting between my palms. I must have looked pathetic. I was in such a sorry state that no one bothered me. Not one drunk guy out of the dozens trolling the bar at 2 am.

“Hey, you’re the girl seeing my brother.”

I turned around. One tattooed arm carried a glass of dark brown liquid and the other held, of all things, a tattered book. I recognized his warm blue-green eyes.

“Ink…Sorry, it was Julian, right?”

He slid his glass onto the counter and took a seat. “I’m assuming you’re here with my brother.”

I hesitated. “Oh. Yes, I was. Kind of a coincidence.”

“I’m here for Mayhem’s fight. Rev too.”

“Oh, right.” I thanked the bartender as he handed me my double shot. “What’re you doing down here so late?”

Ink tilted his head to the side, pausing for a long moment as if in a world of his own. “I don’t sleep too well.”

“Yeah, well tonight me neither.” I tossed back the whisky. It burned all the way down.

“You know, I can tell he really likes you. He’s never kept seeing a girl like this, one weekend after another.”

“Well, I guess everything can go back to normal now.” The last of the whisky hit the back of my throat and comforting warmth washed over me. “I’m thinking of heading back to New York tomorrow.”

“What happened?”

I hesitated. “Do you know anything about Rev’s extracurricular activities?”

Ink raised his eyebrow. “I’m surprised he told you.”

“He basically started bragging about it.”

“Ah,” Ink acknowledged. The corners of his mouth rose slightly. “Well, that does sound like him.”

“And you’re okay with all of that?” I asked.

Ink raised his own glass, took a slow sip, and then settled into the seat beside me. “My Uncle Norman started an operation to get money back to the families in Desert Haven. The people they steal from are smuggling drugs. I’ve known about it for a while, and I’m not sure it’s the best way to address the situation.” Ink gulped down the rest of his drink. “But hell, the place is going to shit: kids speedballing on heroin mixed with cocaine, people abusing prescription drugs for a quick escape, no jobs with the ranches and farms closing down, and they’re planning on building up more fucking golf courses and resorts once they can figure out how to get rid of all the old communities.”

“That sounds awful.”

“Yeah, it really is. But our father doesn’t see it that way. He calls it progress. Uncle Norman never did buy into that line of thinking.” Ink looked straight at me, his blue-green eyes cutting through the space between us. “And you can bet that Rev doesn’t either. He’s a reckless moron most of the time—” Ink paused, grinning thoughtfully—“as I’m sure you know by now. But he’s got principles. It’s why he doesn’t take a cushy job with Gryffin Transportation. And it’s why I think you should give him another chance.”

“I…” Stammering, I glanced down at the bar counter, taken aback by Ink’s directness. “Julian, thank you for telling me. The context changes things.”

“It always does.”

“But the drugs…if they keep doing this.” I shook my head, sorting through one implication after another. “I mean, doesn’t that make what Rev is doing even more dangerous?”

Ink nodded. “Yeah, put that right alongside jacking shipments from your father’s own business.”

“Wait, what?” My head shot up. “He didn’t mention that.”

Ink exhaled deeply. “Mayhem’s up in arms over some punks stripping a dozen Maseratis off a Gryffin hauler on the interstate earlier this week. I’m just putting two and two together. Problem is, our father’s not an idiot. But, Uncle Norman’s not either—he only targets drug shipments. So the bigger problem is, Gryffin Transportation is running drugs.”

“Unintentionally though, right?”

Ink wavered. “I hope so.”

I shook my head as the bartender asked if I wanted another. “The funny thing is, a week ago I thought I’d be wrangling over flower arrangements. Not worrying about car heists and drug lords.”

“Ink smiled, quickly putting things together. “So, you’re heading back up then.”

“Yes.” I slapped cash on the counter and stood up. “Because, you know what? Life’s too short.”

The elevator raced to the top and time ran quickly. I had the sensation that everything around me was pulsing with energy. For once in my life, I wasn’t holding back.

I knocked on the door. He answered, empty bottle in hand.

“Winter…”

An avalanche of emotions slammed into me as I stepped into the room.

“I talked to Julian downstairs.”

Rev nodded. “I’m sorry. The way I put things before—”

“Julian told me. I understand.”

He continued. “I just want you to know the way I feel about you. It wasn’t just sex for me this past week. I want all of you, Winter.”

My chest tightened. Deep down, I knew it. But hearing him say it pulled at my heart.

“You’re all wrong for me, Rev. And I know you’re devil-may-care attitude is going to break my heart. But you’re fucking gorgeous and there’s an honest beauty in how you live your life. You’re real. You’re authentic. You’re just what I need.”

His eyes flashed and he stepped into me, pulling my body against his. “And you’re the most stunning girl I’ve ever met.”

I was falling and there was nothing I could do about it. But finally, I pushed past my fear. I stopped denying myself the pleasure of losing control. I was ready to risk my heart. I opened it to the good, the bad, and the unknown.

My stomach fluttered. I jerked off my dress and ripped off my bra and panties. Rev pulled his t-shirt off and stepped out of his jeans. My body throbbed with desire.

God, he was beautiful.

I gazed down his heaving chest past the V in his hips and right to his long, hard-as-steel arousal.

He shot me a brooding, heavy look. I could feel the heat radiating from his tensing body. “Let’s take a shower.”

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom. I followed him under the steaming water.

His fingers immediately rushed to my breasts, cupping them and circling closer to my nipples. He teased me, taking his time, slippery hands caressing my curves.

He reached back and grabbed a handful of my ass while his mouth rushed to my breasts. I hissed when I felt his teeth tugging at my nipple. It was pleasure. It was torture. It was Rev.

My arms encircled his neck, resting on top of his broad shoulders. As he played with me, I leaned back exposing myself more to him. His hungry mouth roamed across my breasts and neck.

“I can’t get enough of you Winter,” he groaned.

He slid a finger inside me.

“I think about this constantly. When I’m driving a hundred miles an hour, all I can think about is being inside you. It’s fucking dangerous you know.”

“I thought you liked danger,” I moaned. My hand ran down the deep ridges of his torso and circled his shaft.

He pushed his finger deeper into my center, sliding against the wetness. The pad of his thumb pressed against my clit while his fingers strummed delicately inside of me.

He knew how to play me. Heat built through my body and my spine tingled. He teased me with an expert touch. And all I wanted was to be his. To be possessed by his body and consumed with the thought of him.

I quivered in his arms. I was going to orgasm and he knew it. But he didn’t let me.

“Not yet,” his voice huffed out.

He twisted me around and threw my arms up against the wall of the shower. The gentle pressure of his hand against my back bent me over.

“Hang on,” he said with a depth in his voice that made me squirm.

His massive cock pressed against me. I felt him grasping himself, easing it into my slit, going deeper and deeper.

I took all of him, until I felt his heavy balls pressed to my ass. My sheath clenched around him. We were tight and throbbing against one another.

“Uhh...” Rev groaned. “You feel so good. And you’re all mine.”

His body flexed and he stroked into me. He cupped my breasts from behind, and I angled my hips higher to get more of him.

He pounded me. His hands ran over my curves, gentle and rough in turn. My mind froze in that incredible moment. I was lost in the feeling of our bodies tensing together and the sound of our sex under the cascade of warm water.

He grasped my hair and turned my head around to stare into my eyes as he plunged his cock deeper. My body shuddered and pulsed from the inside out. I closed my eyes in ecstasy and shattered in his arms. He gripped me tight and erupted deep inside me.

Chapter Fourteen

REV

The sound of our fucking consumed me.

Her gasps, my grunts, and the smack of my balls against her juicy ass.

I shouted as I came inside her. A single burst of sensation rippled through my body.

I surged inside of her, shuddering with the most intense pleasure I’d ever felt. Stream after stream of my seed poured inside her as I grinded against her soft body, filling it to the brim.

Waves of heat washed over me as I emptied. I had nothing left. I panted over her, heaving.

We stumbled out of the shower and barely made it to the bed before collapsing. Her head nuzzled against my chest and our legs entangled. We breathed deeply and in unison. I went out like a light.