Insatiable - Devil's Stepbrothers MC by Sophia Hampton Read Free Book Online Page A

and maybe to laugh it off, but that didn’t seem to be the case. He looked physically sick. The blood had drained from him face making him look a little pale, and he was looking around the room like he wanted to leave. This is what she’d always thought would happen if someone found out she was related to the man who was behind more than half of the crime in this town. It was hard to see him not look at her, but this is what she’d recall the next time she decided to tell someone of her horrible secret. Everything was going so well, and she had to take this time to tell the truth.
     
    Aiden cleared his throat like he was going to say something, but she could see he was struggling to find the right words to say. He kept looking at the door, and she didn’t know if that was because he wanted to leave or because he thought someone was going to bust through her door. She couldn’t blame him for wanting to leave. In some ways, well in a lot of ways, it was a matter of life or death… his, if her father found out about him and didn’t like him around his little girl. She’d seen enough of him struggling with what to say and what to do. Turning back to her sauce, she made the decision to let him go.
     
    “I know that is a lot to swallow at one time. People say I seem pretty normal,” she laughed a little and knew she’d better get him out of there before she embarrassed herself by crying like a baby. “You don’t have to stay. I won’t get anyone to come after you. No hard feelings. Really.”
     
    He was so silent she wondered if he’d left before she’d finished her monologue, but when she turned around he was still there… exactly the way he was before she turned away. Was he in shock? Frozen? She stared at him until he slightly shook his head. That must have cleared some of the cobwebs because his color looked better.
     
    “That threw me for a loop.” He sounded like the man she knew, but there was something in his voice that was distancing. She learned to read people more for how they behaved than what came out of their mouths. He was going to say everything was fine, but deep in her heart, she knew he had one foot out the door.
     
    She could only nod and wait for the boom.
     
    “Is dinner almost ready?” He said it in an almost conversational tone, but the clearing of his throat told her more than what he was saying ever could.
     
    “Yes. I just have to put the garlic bread in the oven.”
     
    “Do you have wine to go with the meal?”
     
    “I wanted to pick something up on the way home, but I forgot to make that one last stop.” She knew this was an out for him, and she had already decided to let him take it. Why was she getting upset about it? She was decisive if she was anything, and her decision had been made. She probably would have to invest in some big girl panties because based on the tantrum she wanted to throw, she didn’t appear to be wearing any.
     
    “I know there is a wine shop a few blocks away. I’ll run over there to pick something up… that will also give me a chance to clear my mind.” He was trying his best to sound upbeat and normal, but she knew it was false. There it was… BOOM. He’d found a way out.
     
    She wanted to believe that he was coming back to have dinner. He could have just said that something came up, but there was doubt swirling around in her head and heart. People became frightened when they learned who she was, and she couldn’t blame them. Lots of people had told her they thought if they made her mad she’d get her father to kill them and their families. Little did they know, she was against most violence and would never be the one to request harm come to someone.
     
    “Okay,” she said so he knew she was fine with the plan. The way it came out sounded foreign because it couldn’t be her voice that sounded that weak and sad.
     
    He had come up behind her and moved his hand to cover the hand that had the spoon in it. Helping her set it down,