Too Wild To Ride (Steel Veins MC Romance, #1)

Too Wild To Ride (Steel Veins MC Romance, #1) by Adair Rymer Read Free Book Online Page A

Book: Too Wild To Ride (Steel Veins MC Romance, #1) by Adair Rymer Read Free Book Online
Authors: Adair Rymer
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nearly sick enough.
    I drove absently. The scenery blurred. I passed by cars on the highway like they were parked. The fingertips of my right hand lightly traced the hard lines of Remy's chest and abs through a ridiculous, crimson red, collard uniform shirt. I could only guess as to how he had come by it. Remy had passed out almost immediately after he'd gotten into the car. Like he'd been waiting for me to arrive before succumbing.
    Even after stealing the vehicle, I never really expected to see him again. He could've fled in any direction. The city was very small but it was still incredibly lucky that he raced by me on my way to the motel. Almost like I was meant to find him. His chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. I needed to touch him for this to all feel real.
    Our car did long S-curves in between the sparse islands of traffic. I had just killed a man. When I thought about it my skin crawled a little, but I think it was mostly because of the sound when it happened.
    A dull bump when I hit the biker, followed immediately by a sharp crack. A tire popped the car up a bit, over one of his limbs as he was dragged through. I could feel his body under my feet, through the floor. The car came back down, like I was a large steel mallet and he was an uncooked, bone-in chicken thigh. I heard the weight shatter everything. When we pulled away, the red smear filled my rear view mirror. It looked like he was a popped ketchup packet.
    I had hit a deer once in New Hampshire. It went right onto my car's hood and smashed my windshield. Then it limped away with what looked like a broken neck. I think I cried for a full hour. I was terrified at the time and I felt so horrible for the deer. That was an animal, this was human life. Why didn't I feel worse now?
    The situation called for it. Remy's words filled my ears. I glanced over at him but he was still asleep. The situation called for it. The words repeated in my head when I looked back at the road. This time they came in the sound of my own voice. “Welcome home, my love. You've been gone too long.”
    Oh God. What was I becoming?
    “Slow down,” Remy groaned, waking back up. “..need to be more inconspicuous.”
    He didn't need to check the speedometer to know that we were going way too fast. I had been racing my own beating heart and even at around a hundred miles per hour, I wasn't sure that I was winning.
    “Star!” Remy shouted.
    “Fuck!” My heart in my teeth, I stomped on the brakes. An accident up ahead had everyone stopped but I was too lost in the corridors of my mind to realize until the last possible second. The car swerved, then careened completely off the road. Fortunately there was just brush, dirt and flat land in every direction. The brakes and shocks got a hell of a work out but the car itself was relatively ok.
    “Ohmygodohmygod. I'm so sorry!” I was on the verge of hyperventilating. People laid on their horns behind  me. My whole body was shaking violently.
    Remy's hand grabbed my knee. It startled me even further. Then he squeezed it, something about the gesture was calming. With deep, deliberate breaths I was able to force my lungs to work and drag my heart back into my chest. He wasn't wearing a seatbelt but had grabbed the Oh-Shit-Handle above the door just in time to keep himself inside the car.
    “Are you alive?” He wore that devilish grin in both his smile and his eyes as he looked at me.
    “Y-yes.” My breath came in short bursts.
    “Then you have nothing to apologize for.”
    “Oh God...” I rolled my head backwards and closed my eyes for a moment. I peeled my white fingers from the steering wheel. How I hadn't snapped it in half would be a mystery for the ages.
    “Can you still drive?”
    “Yes. Yes I think so. I just need a— Just gimmie a sec.” The air flowed a little easier through me.
    “You need to drive now or shove over. This isn't your car and the police will be coming to this accident eventually.”
    I exhaled several

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