have a problem, do you?”
“Not at all. Get what you want.”
He didn’t let her go, and he even took the bag from Elena, promising to see his sister soon before they made their way out of the shop. Natasha’s heart was pounding, her pussy slick, and her tits heavy.
“How come you’ve not phoned Nigel yet?”
They walked back to the car, and the moment they parted, she missed his touch. She wanted him, and that was a big problem. Would he even want her again?
“I don’t know. I think I’d like to see him face to face. That way I can get a sense of how this is going to play out.”
“Are you sure you want to divorce Simon?”
“Hell yeah. I’ve been wanting out of his life for a long time.” She slammed the door closed, and strapped in. All she wanted to do was end her mistake, and forget about it. Simon had never been the guy for her. She’d just been so damn lonely, and it had been easier to marry him.
Her father had warned her, but she refused to listen to him. She’d been so stupid.
“I’ll take you to him now.”
“How do you know he’ll see me?”
“He’ll see me. I’m a good client.”
****
“Did you see the little fire between those two?” Melissa asked.
Elena nodded. “They have some history, and something tells me that history could be repeated.”
Melissa winced. “Let’s hope not. She leaves, and it could change Saint a lot more. He could end up being colder than ever before.”
“I hope she doesn’t leave. I vaguely remember her from my past. Saint, he’s told me a few things about the beginning before Mom took me away. Nat was always with him. Always.”
“I don’t know much about what happened back then, but I do know chemistry, lust, passion, when I see it.”
“That what you see in Pea?”
She smiled. “Pea and I have a special connection. I’ve got to head back home. Look forward to Friday, honey.”
Waving at Elena, Melissa left Dirty Deeds and made her way back home. She’d walked into town, and she intended to walk back, her purchases secure in her purse as she made her way home.
Her and Pea’s relationship was a little weird. None of the club understood it, nor did her sister, Penny.
There were times she didn’t understand it either. She heard the sound of a bike coming toward her, and she glanced up and down the street seeing it slow down. She smiled as she saw Pea’s bike.
“Hello, little lady. Would you like a lift back home?” he asked.
“Sure thing.” Before she climbed on, he made her stop, and put a helmet on. “You’re a spoilsport.”
“You’re only getting on my bike with your head strapped up.”
She laughed, but put the hat on, having to remove her ponytail as she did. Climbing on behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist, breathing in the scent of leather. Closing her eyes, she rested her head against his back, finding comfort in him.
He pulled away from the curb and rode all the way back to their house. She loved it when they went out for rides. Climbing off first, she was surprised when he came inside with her.
“You got nowhere else to be?”
“At the moment we’re waiting to hear back from some tests from Ethan. He’s running a little science experiment to determine what ingredients are inside the fake product.”
“You ever thought of not doing the drug runs?” Melissa asked, grabbing the kettle, and filling it with water. While that was boiling, she pulled the bag containing the anal kit from her bag, and put it on the table.
“What is this?” he asked.
He’d already opened up the bag and was pulling it out before she could tell him.
Licking her lips, she smiled. “I thought I’d have a little bit of fun.”
Pea stared at the kit. “You seeing someone?” he asked.
“Nope. Decided that this fun was all for me. Do you want some coffee?” She reached up for a cup, and gasped as Pea moved right up behind her, his hands moving up her body to cup her breasts.
“I don’t want
Kristen (ILT) Adam-Troy; Margiotta Castro