Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
“I fucking mean it. I love you. I’m so fucking in love with you, woman.”
“I am so fucking in love with you, too, Diesel.”
EPILOGUE
Diesel
It feels strange being back in Angel Harbor after almost two weeks away. It’s the longest time I’ve been away since I came to town. Though I’m happy to be back, I’m a little sad to see my time on the road with Cassidy come to an end. These past couple of weeks with her have been better than I could have possibly imagined.
They say familiarity breeds contempt, but the truth is that being with her nonstop has produced the opposite results. Fuck contempt, I’m addicted to my woman. She’s everything that I would have put into making my dream woman and more. Our time on the road solidified exactly what I suspected was true, but now that we’re home, I’m certain it’s true.
“Wow, that silence is loaded,” she says with a grin. “What’s swirling around in that pretty head of yours?”
I glare at Cassidy, but she tosses her head back and laughs. “Just that it’s weird to be home.”
She nods. “Yeah, it always feels weird to come back. Like you have to get used to things again, remember life in one spot. You’ll be fine.”
“Maybe,” I growl as she pulls her rig into the parking lot of Morgan International, reaching out and wrapping a lock of her hair around my finger. “You’re here.”
“I am,” she smiles brightly at me. “Does that make it better?”
“Hell, yeah.” Just being with her makes everything better. The past weeks with her have only made me more certain about her, about how I feel about her. And us. “You make every-fucking-thing better, Cass.”
Her smile is sweet and sexy, a little bit shy like it gets whenever I tell her I love her or love having her close.
“Diesel,” she purrs.
“When you get all shy like that, it makes me want to spin you around and slide my dick deep inside until you’re moaning my name.”
“Yes, please,” she moans, turning to me and biting my shoulder.
“Later,” I say, smacking her ass, loving the way she squeals with a mixture of desire and excitement. “Come on. Let’s get this rig checked in.”
It’s late, the lights are off, and the doors are locked at Morgan, meaning nobody is expecting us. We have another night together, undisturbed, and that’s exactly what I want. Hell, it’s what I need now that I know how important Cassidy is to me.
“We going to your place?” Her lips curl into a teasing grin.
“Is that what you want?”
"You know it is, Diesel. Wherever you are is exactly where I wanna be.” She lays her head on my shoulder as we cross the parking lot, backpacks slung over our shoulders until we’re in front of my bike.
I take her home and show her in six different ways how much she means to me before we collapse on my bed, curling up together to rest before I take her again because I just can’t get enough of her.
We wake up late the next morning, and the first thing I can feel is the tightening in my chest because she’s leaving again. Today. Our time together is great, but it’s not enough. I need more of her. I crave more time with her, but I can’t stop her. This is her job.
‘There you go,” she moans, stretching her arms and legs beside me. “Thinking so hard I can hear the gears churning in your head.”
“I don’t want you to go,” I admit.
“I don’t want to leave you either, but just think of how great it’ll be when I come back.” She kisses my jaw, wrapping her body around me.
“I’m already planning it,” I tell her, turning to her and pulling her on top of me. “I’m going to miss you.”
“They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
“Impossible,” I shoot back, making her smile. “But I have a plan for today before you head back out.”
“Yeah?” Her smile grows brighter.
“Fuck yeah.”
She pushes against my chest until she’s sitting astride me, rubbing her wet pussy along the length of my morning wood. “Okay, I’m in. But if there’s no food, there will be no goodbye sex.” I thrust up against her, and her eyes flutter shut.
By the time we actually make it out of bed and out of the door, it’s early afternoon. We get on my bike and our first stop is Ace Motors. “I want to show you something,” I respond to the question swimming in her eyes.
She gasps, rushing to the front door. “Are you taking me for a drive-in the Shelby?” She goes straight to the car, running a gentle finger along the body while circling the car.
“Not yet.”
She stops and looks up at me. “Yet?”
I nod. “The old dude who asked me to fix it up wants to sell it.”