The next two guys took off, and Munch watched for a minute. The excitement still danced in her eyes.
I wasn’t sure how or when, but Munch ended up in front of me, with her body against mine. She didn’t put all her weight on me; in fact, I wasn’t sure if she was aware of how close we were.
Munch turned her head and looked up. “Do you ever race?”
I licked my bottom lip as I looked into her excited, brown eyes.
“I used to. I stopped a while ago. I got tired of taking their money.”
“I would have loved to see it.”
Our eyes were locked on each other’s, and when she licked her lips, I couldn’t help but place my hand in the front of her neck. The fact that she didn’t even flinch told me everything I needed to know about her. I felt her pulse race through the vein in her neck, as my heart thumped in my chest. I didn’t kiss. I damn sure didn’t show any affection in public, but Munch had me out of my comfort zone.
Her eyes darted between my eyes and my lips. She wanted this just as much as me. To put us both out of our misery,I pulled her close and kissed her. My other hand was draped around her waist.
I slipped my tongue into her mouth, eager to taste her. Her tongue met mine as she moaned. The race was forgotten about. Everyone around us was forgotten about. It was just her and me in the moment.
When I pulled away, Munch’s chest heaved up and down. I pecked her lips one more time. She didn’t say anything, but I didn’t need her to. Seeing her flustered was enough for me.
The only thing on my mind was doing that shit again.
I couldn’t believe Kane kissed me, and in front of everyone. Things had completely shifted between us, and I didn’t know how to feel about it.
I still wasn’t sure of who killed my brother, but I was almost certain it wasn’t Kane. It couldn’t have been him. Sooner or later, it would come to light.
Since the club was going on a ride, I had the day off. I stayed home, cleaned up my room, and did laundry. It seemed like I hadn’t done anything lately but worked at the clubhouse, so I didn’t know what else to do with myself.
I was in the middle of folding clothes when there was a knock on my bedroom door.
“Come in.”
My mother peeked her head through the door when she opened it. It was something she always did instead of just coming in like I said.
“You decent?”
“Yes. I wouldn’t have said to come in if I wasn’t.” I giggled.
She pushed the door fully open, then came inside. She looked around before she sat on the chair I had in the corner.
“It feels like I haven’t seen you in forever. How are things going with the club?”
I folded the shirt in my hand while I decided how much I wanted to share. I hadn’t told anyone about the flash drive because I didn’t want to give half ass information and have my parents worrying more about me or accusing anyone of something they didn’t do. I felt like there was more information somewhere, but I didn’t know where. I hadn’t looked at the flash drive again because I was unsure of what I would find and what it could do to me and the friendships I’d developed with the girls, and even Kane. Actually, everyone in the club that I had encountered had been cool and nice to me.
“Things are going well. I like it there. Nothing too crazy has happened. The guys don’t let things get out of hand. I even attended one of their meetings and gave input. They actually listened too.” I laughed.
“Well, that’s good. I still want you to be careful.”
“I will.”
My phone rang, and I couldn’t help the smile that formed when I saw Kane’s name on the screen. Butterflies filled my stomach as I answered.
“Hello.”
“Munch, what you got going on?” Kane’s husky baritone came through the speaker.
I looked up at my mom, but she grabbed some clothes to fold and pretended not to hear my conversation, but I knew she was tuned in.
“Not much, folding clothes and talking to my mom.”
