Free Damaged and the Outlaw by Bijou Hunter Page B

said and whispered in her ear, “I still remember the way you taste
and I crave it.”
    Raven glanced at
Bailey then sighed. By the way her body relaxed against mine, I knew she was on
the hook.
    “Let me ditch
the Johansson sisters and I’ll meet you outside. Where are you parked?”
    “In the back.”
    “I’ll walk them
out then come around and we’ll play in the dark.”
    Grinning, I
leaned down and sucked at her lips. Raven smiled softly then glanced around.
    “Let’s go to
your place again. I don’t want Bailey getting mad and interrupting on
accident,” she said, air quoting “on accident.”
    “Hurry. My jeans
can’t contain how much I miss being inside you.”
    Raven’s
expression froze. “You are truly blessed to be so hot. Seriously, with those
lines, I can’t imagine anyone would fuck you ever. Even hookers would laugh in
your face.”
    Already thinking
about how much I enjoyed being inside her, I ignored her insult. “Yeah, but I
am hot, so I’ll be waiting for you in the back.”
    Running her
nails down my chest, Raven smiled before walking to where Bailey and Sawyer
waited. I watched the sisters frown at whatever Raven told them. As Bailey paid
the bill and they headed to the restroom, I walked out to my Harley to wait.
    I leaned against
my bike and thought about Raven. She was hot and fun, but I wasn’t falling for
her. I was falling into her. Fucking was what I needed to help with the
boredom and fucking her was better than fucking other chicks. Not because she
was special. She was just hot and knew how to make a man beg. It was only sex.
    Except as I
watched her singing, I had felt something more than horny. Maybe pride in her
fearless behavior. When she caressed the back of Sawyer’s head in a gentle way,
I imagined her as a mother. For a moment before I squashed the idea, I thought
about her as the mother of my kids. It was ridiculous. I’d never be a father.
Yet, Raven was mine in some way.
    Leaning against
the Harley, I understood Raven. In fact, I understood her well enough to know
she had ditched me. I also sensed she knew me well enough to know I would give
chase. As the Harley came to life, I figured if she wanted to play that we
could play. I intended to win though.
    Bailey’s SUV was
a block up when I spotted it. Instead of taking the highway that led to her
house, she screeched around a corner in the other direction. Lark and Aaron
were about to get a visitor I suspected.
    Speeding through
the evening traffic, I noticed Bailey turn into the alley towards Aaron’s
place. As I nearly reached where the SUV idled, she screeched away. Raven
wasn’t visible, but she easily could have gone through the back gate. I roared
around to the front of the house and parked. While storming to the front door,
I heard Aaron’s little Boston Terriers barking as if the house was under
attack.
    I knocked once
before Lark answered. A tiny chick to begin with, she seemed smaller than usual
in her pajamas and Barney slippers.
    “Really, Lark?
Barney?” I asked. “Oh, and tell Raven to come outside.”
    “I like Barney
and Raven isn’t here.”
    “Bullshit. No
one likes Barney and I saw Bailey drop her off.”
    “Fuck off,
dipshit. I like Barney and I’m someone.”
    “Tell him, baby!”
Aaron yelled from the couch. “Feel free to sic the dogs on him too.”
    Rolling my eyes,
I pushed the door open a bit more then eased past Lark and her growing baby
bump.
    “Where is she?”
    “I don’t know,”
she said, running her hand through dark messy hair. “Probably with Bailey.”
    “I saw Bailey
drop her off.”
    “Did you see
Raven get out of the car or did you see the car stop then take off? I suspect
you’ve been had, buddy.”
    Rubbing my face,
I glanced around then focused on Aaron who sat eating popcorn while wearing
only boxers.
    “You hooked up
with Raven, huh?” he asked. “Awesome, man. I give her a week to beat you into
submission.”
    “Fuck off.”
    Lark smacked my
arm.