Defiant Loyalty (Comanche Sons Motorcycle Club Book 2) by Sophia Hampton Read Free Book Online Page B

of a smile flitted across her lips. Ok. So she wasn't pissed at him. It was something else. But what? “You don’t have to change your habits because of me.”
     
    “I don’t mind. As you said, I do have more than enough space in the closet. It’s just that no one ever pointed this out ever before.”
     
    “Have you ever lived with a woman?”
     
    “No, you’re the first one.”
     
    She clutched the shirts in her hand. “We’re not really living together. This is a temporary situation.”
     
    The stab in his heart was brutal, and the worst of it was that she didn’t really mean it. “Yeah, of course. But I am quite enjoying it.”
     
    He wanted to ask her if she also felt happy living with him, but he didn’t have the guts. Never ask a question if you’re not prepared to hear the answer. He wasn't ready for a rejection. He was far more invested in this relationship than she was. The thought was scary. “I should go try on these clothes,” she said and turned away.
     
    He watched her walk away. It hurt to realize that the woman he loved just didn’t feel the same way. Was it because there was something lacking in him? Or perhaps she didn’t want to become embroiled in a relationship right now? Chance walked around. He saw a peach dress, picked it up, and turned it around. He could imagine her wearing it.
     
    The saleswoman materialized by his side. “Are you looking for anything specific, sir?”
     
    Chance was flabbergasted. What the hell was he thinking? Shopping for Riley now; really…what was wrong with him? “I was just browsing,” he said, but Chance did take the dress over to the fitting room. She was out, inspecting her shirt in the mirror. “Why don’t you try this also? It’s not a shirt, but I think it will look good on you.” Her eyebrows came together as she inspected the dress. He fully expected her to say no, but much to his relief, she took the dress from his hands and walked inside. He breathed a sigh of relief. “Uncharted territory, boy. Take it easy,” he muttered after she was gone.
     
    When she came out, the dress was in her hand along with the other shirts. They walked to the counter and paid for everything. Chance didn’t comment. It was enough that she liked something he picked up. Baby steps. Baby steps. He reminded himself.
     
    “Should we check out some clothes for you?”
     
    “Yes, of course.”
     
    They moved to another shop. As Chance was about to enter the store behind her, he had the strangest feeling as if he was being watched by someone. Quickly, he turned around and saw a guy in a blue hoodie disappear down the corner. Had that been Riley’s brother who was watching them or was he becoming paranoid?
     
    “What is it?”
     
    “No, nothing.” He shrugged and followed her inside. Surely, no one could afford to follow them day and night just to look for an opportunity to kill Riley. But the thought did remind him that he still hadn’t done anything about finding out about Wesley’s past history while he was in jail. He would do so today. “Ok, so here we go. This looks good.”
     
    She gave him a look. “You have the exact same one in cream.”
     
    “Do I?” He scratched his cheek. “Well then, you choose.”
     
    She rolled her eyes but picked up a different striped t-shirt. “Ok. Don’t you have an opinion on this? Do you like it? Hate it? Want something with a different collar? A different color.”
     
    “Love, if you choose something, I’m bound to like.” He adjusted the collar of his shirt. “And let’s face it, anything I wear, I am going to rock it.”
     
    “In that case, I will choose whatever I like and you have to wear it.”
     
    “Fine by me.”
     
    She walked around the store, looking at different shirts and then finally picked one that was violently purple. He blanched but then smoothed his expression into neutral. “That’s fine, love. If you like it, I will wear it.”
     
    She glared at him and put the