Fire Inside (The Chaos Series Book 2)

by Kristen Ashley

“Wanna fuck?” At her question, his gaze sliced back to hers as he felt his body jerk in shock. “Say again?” he asked. She leaned in slightly, never looking away and repeated, “Wanna fuck?” Hop stared at her. He’d just watched her walk to him, winding through loud, shitfaced bikers and their bitches, her gait steady. She didn’t move like she was hammered, nowhere near it. Even now her gaze was clear as it held his. Still, he asked, “You had one too many, babe?” “No,” she replied instantly and moved closer. This was not good, because, when she did, he could smell her perfume. Those eyes, bedroom eyes. That perfume, fuck me perfume.

Go Lanie!

Shit. Complicated. “This is just supposed to be one night,” she reminded him quietly, but he saw it in her eyes. She didn’t even try to hide it. She’d bitten off more than she could chew. He had too and he was nowhere near done eating.

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“Take a chance on me,” he whispered. “No,” I whispered back. “Take a chance on me,” he repeated. “No,” I repeated too. “Baby,” his lips dropped to mine but his eyes didn’t let mine go, “Christ, I’m beggin’ you, let me in. Let me help. Let me in so I can untie that shit you got wound up inside you.”

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I turned my head and whispered in his ear, “You’re right. I’m shit scared of taking the risk of feeling the fullness of how much I love you.” His mouth stopped working, his body went still, except his hips pressed into mine. Then his head came up and I felt his eyes on me in the dark but he didn’t say a word. So I did. “I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.”

“I didn’t want just one night,” I shared. “I know,” he said softly. “I’d been watching you for years.” “I know, baby.” “I was ready to take the risk again. I just wasn’t ready to admit it until just now, outside, when you said the things you said, which were exactly what I was going through then you kissed me, and I knew I couldn’t live without you.

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