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and pulls me close. I expect his lips to crash down over mine, but he just grazes them across, causing
shivers to run down my spine. Cade knows I want him, he s known since the day I laid on his bike
and let him claim me. He sees something deep inside me, a want that I don t recognize fully yet, and
he s pulling it from me, both hands wrapped tightly around it. I lean into him, wanting to deepen the
kiss, but he pulls back. He tastes so good, just a touch, and I need more but he won t give it to me.
Instead, he just stares down at me with hungry eyes.
My house, tonight. You be there, or I come and find you. Don t think I m fuckin kidding,
Addison. Be there.
I don t even know where you live, I retort.
You do, babe, coz I fucked you on the bike right outside my front door.
Ohhhh, so that was his house. Thank God for that.
I swallow, licking my bottom lip. He doesn t give me a chance to argue any further. He lets me
go and moves away before I can take my next breath. I stare at the empty space a moment longer,
before letting out a rude snort. Cade Duke is going to see that he doesn t get to order me around.
I won t be at his house tonight.
Let s see how he takes that.
~*CHAPTER 8*~
PAST
Addison, baby, you re killing me.
I smile up at Billy. He reaches over, takes my hair in his fingers and twirls it. We re driving, and
for the first time in years, I feel completely at ease. I run my fingers up his thigh. When you re
nineteen years old which we both are that s an extremely sexual gesture. He s all stiff and
squirming, begging me to stop teasing him. I m giggling. I almost forgot what giggling felt like.
I m not doing anything, I smile innocently.
He grins, flashing me his charming, crooked smile. His blonde hair blows in the wind and his
eyes twinkle with amusement.
I won t be able to drop you off if you keep that up.
I frown now. I wish you didn t have to drop me off.
He gives me a pained smile. I know, baby, but for now I can t keep you. I have to get a place
first.
I nod, knowing that s the truth. He s trying. He s trying to get out of his parents house and find a
way to save me. I m sure he will too. At least, I hope he will. Right now, he s my light at the end of
the tunnel. If that light snuffs out, I really don t think I ll find another one.
We ll be fine, he assures me as he turns onto my street.
My heart sinks, that quickly. There s nothing but darkness here.
Thanks, for today, I whisper as Billy comes to a stop.
He reaches over taking my face in his hands. I ll find a way to save you, Addison. I swear.
I lean over and brush my lips across his. He tangles his fingers in my hair and deepens the kiss.
Finally, we break apart, my heart thudding. He strokes a thumb down my cheek.
I ll call you, I promise.
The phone has been disconnected again, I sigh.
He keeps his smile, even though I see he wants to frown.
Well, I ll come by and see you tomorrow.
I kiss him goodbye, and with a heavy heart, I walk up my front steps. When I get to the rickety
front door, I turn back and stare at Billy s car disappearing down the street. I give it a sad smile, and
step inside. The first thing I smell is vomit, then I see my mother on the floor, choking on her own
sick, her face turning blue as her she struggles to breathe. She s too high, too floppy, and incapable of
stopping her own vomit from choking her. With a sigh, and a slump of my shoulders, I get to work
doing what I do best.
Looking after a woman I despise, because she s all I have.
That s what I like to call tragic.
~*PRESENT*~
It s dark when I leave the compound, and it s late. I finished work earlier, but I spent a bit of
time with Jackson. Surprisingly, we had a decent conversation. I may have also been avoiding running
into Cade. I know he went home hours ago. I also know I was meant to be there hours ago. So, here I
am, walking down the dark road on my own. It s really not safe, but I m used to it. It s getting cool,
and a light breeze tickles my face. I hear the rumbling sound of a truck coming in my direction, so I
step off the road a little further. When the truck stops, I turn to see why. My heart begins to thump, an
instant reaction to a strange truck pulling over at this time of the night.
The truck engine stops, so I quickly begin walking again at a more rapid pace. I dig about for my
phone just in case I need to run and call someone at the same time. I hear the truck door slam, and a
set of heavy boots striding at a rapid pace towards me. I spin around, throwing my hands up. Back
up!
What the fuck are you doin walkin around at night on your own? I thought you had a fuckin
lift!
It s Cade. Of course it is.
I m going home, I say, breathing heavily to try and steady my thumping heart.
Pardon? he says, his voice rough.
You heard me, I m going home. You can t just order me over to your house Cade, it doesn t
work like that.
Yeah, babe, it fuckin does.
I glare at him. I can just see him in the light.
No, babe, it fuckin doesn t, I mock, turning.
Addison, I ll toss you in that fuckin truck. Don t make me use force.
I gape and turn back. Are you serious? You can t force me to go with you.
It wouldn t be force if you just accepted you want me as much as I fuckin want you.
You ve lost it, you know that?
Three seconds to get in the truck.
You are insane&
Three.
Fuck you, Cade.
Two.
I m not going with you!
One.
He steps forward, drops his shoulder and lifts me up in one motion. I squeal and pound my fists
on his back, but he simply keeps striding towards his truck. He opens the door and throws me in, then,
through my squirming, he also manages to buckles me in. Before he closes the door, he leans down
close, Don t even think about tryin to get out, or I ll tie you to the fuckin chair.
My mouth drops open as he closes the door and walks around the driver s side, gets in and
slams the door. What kind of biker drives a truck anyway? I cross my arms and stare out the window
as he pulls onto the highway.
I m not fucking you. You re wasting your time.
He snorts. Sugar, my cock is goin inside you tonight and you know it. You also know I m not
wasting my time, because you and I both know, you could have fought me off if you really wanted to.
Damn him.
You re a frustrating, intense man, do you hear me? I say, turning to stare at him.
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