Reaper's Till Death (Devils Rejects MC 3)

Modesty be damned, I strip off my clothes and toss them to the side. They’re garbage now and probably need burned along with our tent.

Hell. The tent. I hope Quinn buys a new one. There is no way we can sleep in that one now.

I move to the edge of the water and dip a toe in. The water is colder than I expected but I gotta wash what I can off me.

Bending down, I cup my hand and rinse off my arms and my face.

Once I wash as good as I can, I look around and realize I didn’t quite think this through.

It’s getting dark. I’m naked. I didn’t bring a change of clothes to the creek. I’m without Quinn.

He drives me crazy but he’s growing on me. On the road and out here, he is so different.

The way he looks at me…he gives me butterflies.

It scares me.

Quinn scares me because I can see myself easily falling for him—a biker.

I promised myself I would never get involved with another biker but here I am falling hard and fast for a man I just met.

Freezing, smelly, and starving, I make my way back to the campsite.

I don’t know what to do. My clothes are in the truck. The truck that Quinn left in.

No way can I go back in the tent. The smell is God awful and I smell merely as bad if not worse.

Here I am standing like an idiot naked in the woods.

I don’t have a phone to call anyone, not that anyone would be close enough to help. I mean, if I called say 911, I would be all over the headlines for the local news I am sure.

I can see it now.

Woman sprayed by skunk found naked and abandoned in the Smoky Mountains.

I would never live it down. My brothers would wallpaper my apartment with the articles and reports.

That’s the kind of dickheads they are but I love them. I wouldn’t change Axel and Abel for a thing…maybe a bath and some clean clothes… No. Not even then. I miss them goobers. It’s only been a few days but the three of us are kinda close. We talk about everything. They even come to me about the women in their lives.

I can’t help but wonder if they have caught my stalker yet. I fear for what they will do to the sick fucker when they get their hands on him. My brothers may give me a lot of shit, but they do love me, and I know they would travel to hell and back for me.

Chapter Fourteen

—Reaper—

I get back to the campsite and find Harley naked and shivering.

“You auditioning for Naked and Afraid or waiting to jump my bones?” I stick my tongue out as she gives me the death stare.

I get all the supplies ready and force her down into the metal tub.

“Is that tomato paste?”

“Yup.”

“What are you going to do with that?”

I grin as I open the first can and pour it over her head.