Page 32 of His Bad Idea


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He took his fingers out of her pussy and put them on his lips, taking a taste.

She scrambled for her sweatpants while he watched her dress through half-lidded eyes.As she got off the bed and moved toward the bathroom, he caught her wrist and dragged her to him.

He caught her chin before she could react, kissing her hard enough to make her stumble back against the dresser."Thanks, sweetheart."

He let go of her and walked to the window and left the same way he'd arrived.

She lowered herself to the floor and sat there staring at the empty bed.What the fuck had she done?










Chapter 14

Baddy rolled into theyard at seven o'clock in the morning, parking at the end of the line of motorcycles.After checking his missed calls, he made the decision to ride straight to the clubhouse to talk to Kodiak.

He needed a couple of minutes in the cooler air to clear his thoughts.His head was still full of Lydia.She looked half-asleep and was soft in his arms.The way she'd trusted him enough to fall asleep on his chest.The way she'd opened her legs to him.

He wasn't ready to let that go.

The second he stepped inside, Kodiak was waiting for him near the bar, arms crossed, jaw tight.That wasn't a good sign.

"You been ignoring your phone?"Kodiak asked.

"Trying to finish business before I head over.What's the trouble?Shipment date change?"

Royalla Motorcycle Club sold stolen car parts.It's what brought in the most money.But from the outside, the garage gave them a legal front.He enjoyed both sides.

Kodiak shook his head."Shipment's still on for Friday."

Baddy waited.There was more to calling him early in the morning than to tell him the schedule was the same.

Kodiak stared at him, his expression warning him he wasn't going to like what came next.

"What's going on?"He widened his stance.

Kodiak exhaled slowly, rubbing the back of his neck."Got a call from Cusclan."

Baddy's stomach dropped, but he kept his face blank."About?"