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Uncover Me
Book: Uncover Me Read Online Free
Author: Chelle Bliss
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    “Thank you.” A small smile spread across her lips.
    “I’m sorry I haven’t been around much. The club has been busy with things. ” It’s hard to be with someone when you are unable to share your life entirely with her.
    That was the one thing I missed the most.
    I felt like no one knew me anymore.
    “It’s been lonely, but I kept myself busy.” She stroked my chest through my shirt, sending tiny shock waves through my system.
    The warmth of her touch and the coolness of the air sent a chill through my body.
    “I’m sure you do.”
    “What would I do without you, Blue?” Her tiny fingers traced my collarbone before making a path to my jaw, catching on each coarse hair in her wake.
    Her words flooded me with guilt.
    What would she do without me?
    Roxy was my true north in this fucked-up life. She was the good in all the bad, fucked-up bullshit of MC life. I never spent much time thinking about what I was to her or how much I meant to her—not until recently, at least.
    The days were drawing shorter; my time in this life would soon be ending. And then what? What would happen to her? My stomach twisted into knots as I took a deep breath and tried to push down the feelings of regret and responsibility from having allowed myself to get close to someone.
    I’d vowed I wouldn’t let anyone into my life, but my need and craving for human companionship had overshadowed the promise I’d made to my work and myself.
    “You’re tough, Rox. You don’t need me or any man to live.” I pulled her tighter against me, resting my cheek on the top of her head.
    Closing my eyes, I tried to picture my life without ever seeing Roxy again. Pain bloomed across my chest, the dull ache more than I’d thought I’d ever feel for another person outside my family.
    “I’m not. I like to pretend I’m one tough bitch, Blue. It’s all lies. I’m a survivor, nothing more. There’s a different type of living. Before you got here, I was wandering through each day like a zombie. Going through the motions to survive. Eat, work, and sleep. But when you first touched me…I felt alive for the first time in my life.” She snuggled her face into my neck, caressing my skin with her lips.
    I could feel my pulse beat against her lips, keeping my voice soft as I said, “You do the same for me. You’re the only good in my life.” Sadness flooded me at the thought of walking away.
    “I love you, Blue,” she whispered so quietly that I barely heard her.
    I felt dirty. Everything is so fucked up. How did I let it get this far?
    “Rox, you know I love you too, baby. I just can’t.” I wanted to punch something. Curse the universe for the cruelty of the situation.
    “I know,” she said, her voice a little stronger as she sat up and faced me. Then she leaned her forehead against mine. “I live in the now, and right now, I’m yours and you’re mine.”
    “I am.” Fucking shit. I was, and I couldn’t deny it.
    The sadness became overwhelming. Wanting to drown in her, get lost in the feel of her body, I crushed my lips against hers.
    Our quick breaths mingled as our mouths fused. Searching for comfort, we kissed with such fervor that my lips ached. I lifted her off my lap and carried her into the house with her legs wrapped around my waist.
    The warmth of her pussy through my jeans made my already rock-hard dick throb to be inside her. Tonight, I’d take it slow. Shutting out the real world, I would let myself drown in the feel of her.
    I’d allow myself to dream. Feeding myself the lie that we were back in my home, my real home, with her beneath me in my bed.
    She wasn’t a stripper and I wasn’t a liar.
    We were a couple making love, cherishing each other. The fairytale wasn’t in the cards for either of us, but for right then, I’d live in the delusion I’d painted in my mind.

Chapter 3

    Even as he undressed me, I could see that something inside him had shifted. Blue was always intense. Closed off like a vault,
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