Redemption Road (Roughneck #3)

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Book: Redemption Road (Roughneck #3) by Nicole Hart Read Free Book Online
Authors: Nicole Hart
trembling when I heard a quiet knock at my door. Oh, no.
    “Come in,” I said quietly. My voice had a raspiness to it that it had never had before.
    Kash walked through my door in a pair of boxers, still wet, and he smelled amazing. He didn’t speak at first, he just walked over to my bed. My trembling insides made their way to the rest of my body. I was shaking all over. When he got to my bed, he hovered over me and grabbed my hand. He smelled my fingers, and then put them in his mouth and sucked on them for a few seconds. It was dark in my room, but I could see his eyes close as he licked my fingers.
    “So fucking sweet,” he said quietly, when he took my fingers out of his mouth. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights, just staring at his completely unexpected gesture.
    He kissed my forehead, and then stood up straight.
    “Goodnight, Mackenzie.”
    “Night,” I tried to say, but I think I just mouthed it, because no sound would escape my mouth.
    Kash turned around and walked out of my room, shutting the door behind him.  That was the most shocking, yet erotic, thing that I had ever experienced, well second. The first was the day I walked into this house and had sex with Kash without even speaking to each other. It was a whore move on my part, and I felt so guilty for it. But there was something about him, and he just proved it again a few minutes ago. Resisting him was going to kill me, there was no doubt about it.

Chapter 7
     
    The next morning, I woke up feeling calm for the first time in months. Maybe it was the moment I had with Kash, maybe it was because I felt safe for the first time in forever, maybe it was because I didn’t have to wake up next to Jake. Whatever it was, I was thankful.
    I was actually early this morning, and had time to sit and enjoy a cup of coffee before going to work. I had a stupid grin on my face as I gathered all my stuff together to head out the door. That smile quickly faded when I looked at my car in the driveway. All four of my tires were flattened. Damn it. I knew it was Jake. I just wanted him to leave me alone. Maybe I should try to file a restraining order against him. But I couldn’t even prove anything. My bruise was fading. I should have went to the police that night. Why didn’t I?  I couldn’t prove he flattened my tires, and doubted slicing up a stupid stuffed animal was against the law. I really, really hated him. He was trying to make my life hell, but I wasn’t going to let him. I wasn’t going to let him run my life, my emotions. No matter how hard he tried, I would find a way to fight back. I was sick of being a doormat. Those days were over.
    But getting to work this morning was a different story. What the hell was I going to do? Sam had to be at work two hours before me, so I couldn’t ask her for a ride. I didn’t want to ask Lainey. Shit. I only had one other option as my eyes stared at the sexy muscle car parked next to mine. I walked back into the house and shut and locked the door, just in case. I sat on the couch for a minute, trying to gather up the nerve to knock on his door. I had to be at work in twenty minutes, I didn’t have a choice. I took a deep breath as I stood up and headed to his bedroom door.
    I knocked lightly but didn’t get a response, so I waited just a minute. Nothing. So I knocked again a little louder. Still nothing. I glanced at my phone and checked the time. I really needed to get going. Should I just open the door? What if there was someone in there with him? Although, I didn’t think that was the case, after last night. I didn’t have any other choice but to turn the handle.
    My hands were trembling as I opened the door. But I almost fell against the door when my eyes took in that sight. He was sprawled out on his stomach, sleeping. A blanket was just below his boxers, covering only his ass and the top of his thighs. The rest of his body was exposed. It was beautiful. His tattoo was practically staring at me,

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