Tempting Trouble (Highway Reapers Motorcycle Club Book 1) by Sophia Hampton Read Free Book Online Page A

at this particular point in my life.”
     
    She didn’t reply, but her eyes looked interested, and she nodded in appropriate spots.
     
    “I owe some people a lot of money, and I haven’t been the smartest in how I went about borrowing it or returning it. I’m hoping they won’t start looking for me until Tuesday night.”
     
    “That’s three days from now,” she piped in but continued to eat and watch him talk like he was an action packed film.
     
    “Right. There is something going down that I hope will be able to get the money that I owe and clear me from my present situation.”
     
    “How much do you owe?” She was full of questions, and he had to give it to her. She didn’t scare easily… maybe because she had just gotten out of prison. It probably would take a lot to scare him too if he’d seen the inside of a cell for any length of time.
     
    He cleared his throat because it was hard for him to even come to terms with the number himself. Placing his pizza on the plate, he prepared to watch her run out the door. “I owe about two hundred and fifty thousand dollars.”
     
    Her eyes widened, and she froze right where she sat which was remarkable because she hadn’t stopped eating since her butt touched the seat. He waited to see what she would do with the information as the seconds seemed to turn to hours. When she broke eye contact and started fidgeting in her seat, he knew she was going to at least say something.
     
    “That’s a lot of money. What in the world did you need that for?” And just like that she went back to inhaling the pizza like there wasn’t a prolonged moment of silence that almost choked him.
     
    “Well it started off with a few thousand dollars that I knew I could pay back. I was lucky and winning at whatever I put my money on, but slowly I started losing. Not all at once, because sometimes I would win, but more times I’d lose. I had this big plan to get out of the hustle and have a motorcycle repair shop, because it was something that I could do and make money legally. I was tired of roughing people up for not having the good sense to make a deal with loan sharks. Unfortunately I fell into the same trap.” Confession must be good for the soul because, it seemed like the more he shared with her the more the big ball of stress that had been in his stomach since he realized how much money he owed and how much he didn’t have was slowly unfurling.
     
    “What do you do for a living, Sonny? I mean Tyson. It’s going to be hard to remember to call you Tyson since my mind wants to say the name you told me first.” She was honest with him, and that was what he enjoyed the most about her… well it was a tie for the thing he enjoyed the most.
     
    “That’s the funny part. I worked with a motorcycle club, The Highway Reapers. I did odd jobs for them mostly collecting money from people who didn’t want to repay their loans.” It looked like she lost all the color in her face, and he wondered if she was afraid of motorcycle clubs. Most of them had a bad reputation, but they weren’t that bad while you were in them at least.
     
    “You worked with the group of men you borrowed money from?”
     
    “I did for a while, but when I got good at gambling I was very lucky, and thought I’d have a job working the poker table and the horses full time.”
     
    “People really gamble full time?” She reached in for the last piece of the second pizza and started in on it immediately.
     
    “I thought I could. The money was coming in buckets and, I think I got a bit full of myself. When the streak was over, instead of stopping, I kept betting higher thinking I could get my money back the next time.”
     
    “The next time what?” She was good at asking questions that didn’t sound like she was condemning you; she was just trying to figure out why you’d do such a thing.
     
    “The next time I played poker or bet a horse. It’s something that’s hard to explain, but you feel