Sinful Protector (Roughshod Rollers MC 2)

“And you told him to get lost,” Jacquie says.

“Pretty much,” I admit. “He didn’t take it very well.”

Jacqui eyes me. “What do you mean by that?”

I rub my left shoulder. There are bruise marks on my skin this morning, and I’m pretty sure Jesse was the one that left them. Jacqui’s expression darkens.

“I’ll kill him,” she hisses.

“It’s okay,” I say. Jacqui scowls at me. “Well, no, it isn’t, but he was really drunk. I probably won’t see him again. And if I do, I’ll probably slap him, anyway. Besides, he got punched before he could really try anything.”

“By who?” Jacqui asks, startled.

“Ah… A guy named Kyle,” I say, clearing my throat. I turn to walk into the college grounds, and Jacqui falls into step beside me, looking curious. “He saw Jesse threatening me, so he came over, punched Jesse, and grabbed me so we could run.”

“Wow,” Jacqui says. “A knight in shining armor.”

“More like a tough guy with a leather jacket and really amazing muscles,” I correct.

All at once I know I’ve said far too much. Jacqui stops, staring at me.

“How do you know how amazing his muscles are?” she asks.

I flush. I see dawning comprehension on Jacqui’s face and I brace myself for her reaction. No matter how much I tried to prepare myself for it, however, my face still blazes red when Jacqui starts laughing.

“Seriously?” she crows.

“I was…a little drunk,” I mutter, trying to defend myself.

“Uh, no,” Jacqui says. “‘A little drunk’ is when you buy a shitload of snacks and eat them while sobbing over children’s movies. Taking a random guy off the street to have sex with him isn’t ‘a little drunk’. Damn, I should have kept a better eye on what you were drinking last night.”

“Look, it was just a freak series of circumstances,” I say, huffing. “He saved me from Jesse, and then he made a joke in bad taste about repayment…and I just wanted to forget about Jesse and everything else so I took him up on it.”

“I’m sure he didn’t mind at all,” Jacqui says dryly.

“He actually did try and push me away once,” I say, suddenly remembering. “He said that he didn’t think having sex with a stranger was a good coping method after Jesse cornered me.”

“Really?” Jacqui asks, intrigued. “So, he sounds like a genuinely nice guy, then. Are you going to see him again?”

“What… No!” I say, horrified at the thought.

Just thinking about facing Kyle after last night… There’s no way I can live it down. I was the one that threw myself at him.

“So you didn’t even get his number?” Jacqui asks, incredulous.

“He left while I was asleep this morning,” I say with a shrug. “So don’t just blame me for that one. We had sex, we fell asleep, and then he left.”

“Well…” Jacqui paused. “Does that mean he was at your apartment?”

I wince. I hadn’t meant to let that one slip.

“Allison!” Jacqui scolds. “Now he knows where you live!”

“He went to all the trouble of sneaking out,” I protest. “What are the chances of him coming back?”

“Who knows; you certainly don’t,” Jacqui points out. “He’s as much a stranger to you as he is to me.”

I remember the feel of his skin, of how it had felt to have his throbbing dick inside me, and swallow.