“I’ll get our rooms.”Justice parks and leaves me and Mr.Tinkles in the car.
While I wait, I fire off a text to my father, so he doesn’t worry.
Neva: Had to stop off.Roads are closed.Getting motel rooms until the roads open back up.
Dad: be safe.Love you, girl.
I smile at his message.Things with my father have never been easy.Sure, he’s spoiled me rotten, but that was because it was convenient.So he didn’t have to parent me.So he didn’t have to look at me.Because when he looks at me, all he sees is her.My mother.The woman he lost.I have her eyes.Her smile.But he tries in his own way, I suppose.As I’ve grown older, I’ve learned to meet people where they are, not where I wish they were.
Justice climbs back into the driver’s seat, interrupting my thoughts.“Good news is they had a room left.Bad news is they only had one.”
“Oh.I mean, that’s not really a big deal, is it?”
“They only had a single.One bed,” he says like his throat suddenly drying up.He drives to the end of the longer side of the L and parks in front of the last room on the end.
“Unlock the door and I’ll start bringing everything in.”He hands me an actual key attached to a plastic eyeball keychain.
Classy.
I’m scared that when I flip on the light, I’ll see roaches scattering to the dark corners.I really hope they don’t have bedbugs.
I shudder at the thought.
Luckily, I don’t see any bugs.The room is a basic single-unit motel room.There’s a small table with two chairs in the corner next to the wall heater and the window that faces the parking lot and the pool.Too bad it’s not summer.It’s a winter wonderland out there.Makes me think of when I was a kid, and I’d tag along with my brother and Justice to go tubing and sledding.
They hated taking me, but my dad would make them.
I drop my purse on the table and move further into the room to inspect the bathroom.It’s small, but there’s enough space to put Mr.Tinkle’s temporary litter pan.I should have left him with Allie, but when I got him, I promised I’d never dump him on her, and I can’t bear the thought of being away from him for two weeks.He’s like my child.
“Where do you want your fur ball?”Justice stomps his boots outside the door.He looks so funny.His tall frame, all dark and menacing with his leather jacket and tattoos, while holding my hot pink cat carrier.
I went with color because it’s bright and easy to see.
“I’ll get him.”Our fingers brush as he hands my boy over.A shiver slithers up and down my spine in a good way.
“I’ll grab our bags.”
“Can you get the litter pan, too?”
“Sure.”
“Thanks.”I lean up on my tiptoes and press my lips to his stubbled jaw.
His face reddens, and it isn’t from the cold.
“Turn the heat up,” he grumbles, trying to play it off, but I know better.I affect him.And for at least the foreseeable night, we’re going to be alone in this room.Just the two of us.No club.No dad.No brother.No Tawny to come between us.
Chapter Five
“I’lltakethecouchtonight.”
“Looks uncomfortable and kind of small.”
“I’ll manage.”
“Don’t be silly.We shared my bed last night.”
Yeah, and it was pure torture because all I wanted was to fuck her.To claim that smart-ass mouth of hers.To see those pretty little lips wrapped around my cock and sucking me bone dry.To devour her cunt.For her to ride my fingers, my face, and my dick.To bend her over the bed and take her from behind.To kiss those perfect tits.To cum on her stomach.No, scratch that.To cum in that sweet snatch between her thighs.To put my claim on her with my teeth.To fill her up in every damn hole.To let the world know Neva is mine.
