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“Where is home?” he asks once we are on the sidewalk. I start moving in the direction of the garage, whether he thinks it’s rude or not.

Funny how the idea of not telling him doesn’t occur to me. “I’m staying at this crappy little motel outside the city. It’s cheap, but it’s mostly clean.”

“Until you’re ready to leave,” he says. I nod, walking a little faster. “Do you want me to follow you there?”

His question makes me stumble a little, but I catch myself before falling. “Um, I mean, I appreciate it—”

“To make sure you get there safely.” He holds up his hands like he did before. “No pressure. I just figured you might not mind having somebody trail you. Just in case. I won’t even get out of the truck.” He nods his head toward a black truck parked a few spots down from where we stopped.

It’s not such a bad idea, really. If Adam spotted me and followed me, no way would he go up against a man like Dash. He probably outweighs Adam by at least fifty pounds of muscle and is more than a head taller.

And I could use a little security. I’m so tired of always having to look over my shoulder. “Actually, yeah, that would be nice. So long as I’m not holding you up or anything.”

“Don’t even worry about it. If I was that busy, I wouldn’t have offered.” We make arrangements for him to wait for me outside the garage, and I trot the rest of the way on my own while he gets in the truck. When I roll through the exit once the automatic arm lifts, he’s waiting just like he said he would be. The drive to the motel only takes around fifteen minutes or so. Just enough time for me to check my rearview mirror over and over while wondering about Dash and his friends. They don’t owe me anything.

That doesn’t stop him from following me all the way to the motel, which I’m embarrassed by, though I know I shouldn’t be. It’s not like I own it. He waits in the parking lot while I get out of my car and take the shopping bag from the back seat. I unlock the door to the room and turn around, giving him a little wave. He taps the horn before pulling out. Just like he said he would.

I forgot there are actually men in the world who do what they say they’ll do and don’t ask what’s in it for them.

There I was, thinking a night at Club Sin would mean money and maybe exploring my sexuality a little. I had no idea how much more I would end up learning.


Tags: Darcy Rose Erotic