The Ride Read Online Free

The Ride
Book: The Ride Read Online Free
Author: Jaci J
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tank top, a little bit of flat stomach showing. And she’s missing her shoes. Hair long and curly hanging down her back, looking a little wild. She looks as beautiful as I remember. I am so fucking screwed with this one. Spotting us she takes off right for Gin. “Caleb!” she squeals with excitement. Right up into his arms she leaps. “Missed you brother. Thought you were comin' by last night?” she grumbles into his neck. Hugging her back he sets her on her bare feet. “Got caught up. Come by tonight, yeah?” Cocking her head, pursing those lovely lips, and her hands on her hips she looks like she's thinking about it. Gin just rolls his eyes at her clearly not buying her shit. “Comin' over whether ya like it or not now ya little shit.” Laughing she smiles at him. “Aye, what 'bout me?” Stitch pipes up. Fuck she's got him whinny and shit too. Swinging around she smiles sweetly at Stitch now. Looking at her impatiently he throws his arms open, “well girl?” Wrapping her arms around his middle she hugs him. “Yeah you two,” she whispers softly. Kissing the top of her head he smiles. Next she's on to Leo, kissing his cheek. “Hey old man!” She giggles. Best fucking sound I've ever heard. I could listen to that sound forever. Jesus Christ he looks like he's blushing. “Glad ya back gorgeous.” What the fuck is happening? Are these not the three same dudes who were just talking about killing some dude in County? Before I know what's going on she's on me next. Little hand rested on my arm. Her body so close I can almost feel her. Big smile for me. What the hell is happening? All of sudden I feel calm at her touch. An immediate sense of an easy tranquility hits me. Her touch has me feeling settled. “Hey Tank!” She beams up at me through some dark lashes. Big deep brown eyes you can get lost in. Well shit. Caught off guard I just stare at her like a fucking idiot. Mouth opening, but nothing coming out. “You come with the guys if ya want too, okay?” Waiting for a response she lifts a brow at me. Impatient little thing. “Yeah,” I mumble stupidly. It's all I can come up with. Eyes shining she nods once. With a little squeeze she lets me go. What the fuck just happened? Turning those big brown eyes back on Gin she asks, “inside?” Throwing a thumb back towards the club he nods and mumbles, “She fuckin' missed you.” With a sad smile she mutters, “me too.” That's when I hear it. A loud ass bang from the club door and a girly ass squeal. “Oh my gawd! ” Spinning on her heals Lil's face lights up. Her smile hitting me in that dead lump of meat in my chest. “Bitch!” she shrieks in excitement. And off they go, right at each other. “Girl I've missed you.” Arms around each other they stumble into the club chattering, giggling, and talking loudly. Door closing behind them cuts off the loud ass girly noise leaving silence in their wake. I'm stuck staring like I just survived some sort of natural disaster. Feel like I just got sucked up into a twister and spit the fuck out. Holy shit. Turning back towards the load of bikes Stitch and Leo laugh at me. Gin slings an arm around my shoulder. “She got away 'bout her. Been like that since she could walk. Does it to everybody. Ya just survived Lil, brother.” The next two hours I listen to them talk about her and I never fully recover from it.
                Spent all day around her and I'm still in some sort of a daze. It's been hours and I can't get it together. It's one in the morning and I'm still stuck. I should be home sleeping, but no I'm stuck here. Sleep. You know that shit you're supposed to do at night? Yeah, you know the thing where you lay down, close your eyes, and all that shit? No not this motherfucker. There's no sleep for me tonight. Sitting at the clubs bar with bottle of Jäger, and some bitch on the bar top dancing around half naked. There's no sleep for me. I'm pretty sure this bitch on the bar is high on
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