Harper
“Really Harper.”
I shook I couldn’t help it as I stared at the closed door to the home Jett wanted us to share.
He had slammed it shut without a second thought.
Like I meant nothing.
“I knew you were slumming it but a biker.” His chuckle filled the car. His cologne cloying. His very presence suffocation.
Please open the door.
Please come and get me.
“Do I need to get you tested Harper? Sleeping with a man like that.” His fingers dug into the skin on my thighs painfully hard and his voice dropped. “Not sure I can wai….”
“You are more likely to have something, maybe we should get you tested.” The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them and his hand grabbed at my chin. Fingers bruisingly tight. “What did you say?”
“Nothing.” I lowered my eyes . I wasn’t stron
