Storm (Dark and Dirty Sinners' MC, #8)

by Serena Akeroyd

Even if he was my darn soul mate, that didn’t mean we were meant to be together. Soul mates didn’t get a free pass. They had to earn it. Personally, I needed self-respect more than I needed him to lie beside me in bed.

"If we don’t, it’s because your mom’s a wise woman. I hope that, if one day, a guy treats you like I treated her, that you leave his sorry ass."

"Should you be reading her phone?" "No. I shouldn’t." "Then why did you?" "Because I wanted to read her texts." Rex was silent a second. "I thought you were going to lie." "Daddy says a brother never lies to his Prez." A soft laugh sounded down the line. "He’s right. Sisters don’t either." Pleased, I straightened up. "Nope. And they don’t snitch."

I peered at him. He peered at me. "Don’t do it," I warned. "Fraction, don’t you dare—" He dared. He goddamn dared.