the urge to connect with these guys, I think we can show him how to do that. But it might get a little worse before it gets better and I need you to promise me you won't do stuff like this to undermine us. I’m serious, Laura. I gotta be square with you. I adore you. Not since my wife -" he stopped himself. "But as I told you I was a cop, and once a cop always a cop. I am going to have to put Lucas before you and me if it means you try to do another end-run. Am I clear?"
Laura stiffened her spine. She had not expected that. "Yes," she replied. "Just so you know I have to do what I think I have to save him, too."
"That would be me, Laura," he answered. "I am Lucas's best shot and your only chance. I gotta know you're with me. Now shall we go home to him?"
"Yes, Will," she said looking into the most amazing hazel eyes she had ever hoped to see. She didn't finish changing into her other clothes. She wore the tight rubber dress, her winter coat, for the temperatures had dropped that night, and her boots. She and Will carried her stuff. One of the other guys rode his bike over as Will drove her car.
So many things swum around her head as she headed to Will's, which felt like an extension of her own home, that somehow Will and she and Lucas were becoming a family, or at least that was what her mind was telling her. Whether or not it was true, she had knew for sure she had an insatiable appetite for him. That the passion and electricity she felt for him was boundless. It was love. Of all the uncertainty in her life, Laura Mills was pretty sure she was head over heels in love with Will Shriner.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Snowflakes landed lightly on Laura Mills' face as she walked from the car to the substation of the Baltimore City Metro substation. The snow was really picking up. They were calling for six inches – the first real snowfall of the season. Laura adjusted her hat even though she was going to go inside. She walked into the lobby and called for the elevator. A dark figure stepped up behind her, cast a shadow onto the floor over her shoulder. Whoever he was, he was standing way too close. Laura didn't have a chance to just step aside and wait for the next elevator. The doors opened up and he just shuffled them both in. Laura braced herself and summoned the courage to face her fellow passenger.
When she laid eyes on the man, her heart stopped. He rested a shoulder casually in the corner of the elevator car; a trace of smug amusement curled his extraordinary features. "You," she gasped. "Why are you here?"
"I imagine that I am going to the same place you are," he said with a touch of playfulness in his voice.
It had been about three months since Laura Mills laid eyes on Will Shriner. Her affair with him was instantaneous, intense, and hotter than a heat wave in July, but brief. She fell madly in love with him but when it came to making a choice between her kid brother and the two of them, the choice was a no-brainer. Laura broke it off abruptly with Will and turned her back on the best sex she ever had, or would ever have, in her entire life. But other than blistering chemistry, they were as different as night and day. Laura was working on her Masters in Criminal Justice and Will was the Sergeant at Arms of the Knights’ Disciples, a notorious biker club. In the split second it took to ride up to the third floor, a flood of stills rushed her mind of the many episodes of their intense sexual history.
"Hi there, babe," he said. His amazing hazel eyes twinkled at her, reminding her of what she had been missing all these months. "You doing okay?"
"Yes," she stuttered. In truth, she had been a wreck. She had left Will to focus on her young brother, Lucas, but Lucas left her anyway. She heard from him from time to time; he was alive, that much she knew, but she learned very quickly that taking Lucas away from the watchful eye of the Knights’ Disciples was a huge mistake.
Laura stiffened her spine. She had not expected that. "Yes," she replied. "Just so you know I have to do what I think I have to save him, too."
"That would be me, Laura," he answered. "I am Lucas's best shot and your only chance. I gotta know you're with me. Now shall we go home to him?"
"Yes, Will," she said looking into the most amazing hazel eyes she had ever hoped to see. She didn't finish changing into her other clothes. She wore the tight rubber dress, her winter coat, for the temperatures had dropped that night, and her boots. She and Will carried her stuff. One of the other guys rode his bike over as Will drove her car.
So many things swum around her head as she headed to Will's, which felt like an extension of her own home, that somehow Will and she and Lucas were becoming a family, or at least that was what her mind was telling her. Whether or not it was true, she had knew for sure she had an insatiable appetite for him. That the passion and electricity she felt for him was boundless. It was love. Of all the uncertainty in her life, Laura Mills was pretty sure she was head over heels in love with Will Shriner.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Snowflakes landed lightly on Laura Mills' face as she walked from the car to the substation of the Baltimore City Metro substation. The snow was really picking up. They were calling for six inches – the first real snowfall of the season. Laura adjusted her hat even though she was going to go inside. She walked into the lobby and called for the elevator. A dark figure stepped up behind her, cast a shadow onto the floor over her shoulder. Whoever he was, he was standing way too close. Laura didn't have a chance to just step aside and wait for the next elevator. The doors opened up and he just shuffled them both in. Laura braced herself and summoned the courage to face her fellow passenger.
When she laid eyes on the man, her heart stopped. He rested a shoulder casually in the corner of the elevator car; a trace of smug amusement curled his extraordinary features. "You," she gasped. "Why are you here?"
"I imagine that I am going to the same place you are," he said with a touch of playfulness in his voice.
It had been about three months since Laura Mills laid eyes on Will Shriner. Her affair with him was instantaneous, intense, and hotter than a heat wave in July, but brief. She fell madly in love with him but when it came to making a choice between her kid brother and the two of them, the choice was a no-brainer. Laura broke it off abruptly with Will and turned her back on the best sex she ever had, or would ever have, in her entire life. But other than blistering chemistry, they were as different as night and day. Laura was working on her Masters in Criminal Justice and Will was the Sergeant at Arms of the Knights’ Disciples, a notorious biker club. In the split second it took to ride up to the third floor, a flood of stills rushed her mind of the many episodes of their intense sexual history.
"Hi there, babe," he said. His amazing hazel eyes twinkled at her, reminding her of what she had been missing all these months. "You doing okay?"
"Yes," she stuttered. In truth, she had been a wreck. She had left Will to focus on her young brother, Lucas, but Lucas left her anyway. She heard from him from time to time; he was alive, that much she knew, but she learned very quickly that taking Lucas away from the watchful eye of the Knights’ Disciples was a huge mistake.
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