Her Journey (Her Series Book 2)

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were locked on Ryan and Ellis, mine were locked on his slick, hairless, muscled chest and abdomen. As he stalked in my direction, I could see all the muscles shift and flex with each step. His sweat-slickened chest highlighted all his glorious muscles and made them glimmer in the light. I swallowed hard as my mouth watered, begging to get a taste of them.
    I don’t know where that idea came from, but suddenly it was all I could focus on. My panties grew damp watching him move and his pure, masculine, raw energy was sucking me in. He didn’t even have to look in my direction to have me panting. That is, until a scantily-clad woman came into the room yelling at him. He turned to speak to her. I wasn’t listening to what was being exchanged, but got the gist that it was a lovers’ quarrel of some type. I wasn’t surprised he was fucking around with one of the whores around here; hell, probably many of them. That’s basically all they were around for, according to Ryan.
    Wrench pulled the woman out of the room and I turned back to Ellis and Ryan, who were both now staring at the door Wrench had disappeared through.
    “Oh, he’s in a great mood,” Ryan said, shaking her head. Ellis tenderly kissed her lips and whispered something in her ear that had a wicked smile crossing her face before he got up and walked around the couches.
    “Nice to see you, Melia. Sorry, there’s a lot going on and I can’t stay. I need to go find Wrench.” Ellis nodded at me then continued toward the door.
    I turned back towards Ryan. “Maybe we should stay down here more often. This is the most excitement I’ve had in a while.” I shook my head, but couldn’t help smiling. It was interesting to see how different the environment was at the house since I wasn’t hidden up in my room. Just as I moved back over to the couch to lie back down, the door to the room flew open and Wrench started yelling about a meeting, then slammed it as he stormed away. Every single man in the room moved to follow their leader. My eyes bulged as I turned to Ryan. “What. Was. That ?”
    “Oh, that would be Wrench throwing a tantrum. He’s really stressed right now. Plus, I bet that little skank pissed him off more. You think they’d know what the fuck they were getting into with him. It’s not like he’s ever been into relationships. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in anything more serious than a quick fuck. These stupid women think they’ll be the one to change him, I suppose. Idiots.” Ryan kicked her boots out and rested them on top of the coffee table. She waved me over to put my head in her lap. When I made a face, she sighed and gave me a look that made me give in instead of arguing. Not that I thought she’d hurt me, but I could tell she didn’t care for my resistance to her demands.
    Speaking of, that sounded a lot like what I’d heard of Wrench. Guess they weren’t all that different; both had huge walls up to keep anyone from getting too close. I moved so that my head rested in Ryan’s lap, looking towards her boots. Her hand rested on my small belly. I didn’t care for the touch, but I didn’t think she’d listen if I told her so I stayed quiet. After a while watching the women who’d been left behind when all the men had followed Wrench out of the room, my eyelids sank lower and I drifted off to sleep.
    “Fuck!” Ryan’s harsh tone woke me from my nap. Sitting up, I looked around, momentarily disoriented. As soon as I was out of her way, Ryan jumped from the couch and ran out the door. It took me a minute to realize that I was alone in the game room. There was no one else in the room. Slowly, I stood and walked after Ryan. I had no idea what was going on, but I wanted to find out.
    Just as I was reaching for the door knob, the door flew inward, towards me so I jumped out of the way. Suddenly, people were pouring into the room. Men carrying other men, women fussing behind them. I stood to the side trying to figure out what

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