Eight Seconds to Ride (Copper Lake, #1)

by Ashley James

“Shut the fuck up, Addams, and take this dick like a good boy.”

ughnnn

It’s at this moment that I become painfully aware that my face is still wet, the tears are still flowing, and I probably look like a fucking mess. My heart’s pounding in my chest, and I still feel like I could be sick. Trembling hands lift to my head. I just hold them there on top of my hat as I shake my head. “I don’t know why I’m here. I just…” My bottom lip quivers as I drag in a lungful of air, everything feeling too much right now. “I just, fuck. I didn’t know where else to go. I didn’t want to go home. Didn’t want to be alone.