I wanted to kiss her. That was my first instinct. I wanted to pull this girl into my arms and cover her with kisses—confess everything to her. How I’d wanted her since I could remember. How I would do anything to make her mine. But I knew I had to behave myself, so that was exactly what I forced myself to do.
“Where do you want to go?” I asked her in a whisper.
“We could just hang around here,” she suggested and then out, of nowhere, she’d grabbed my hand and she was pulling me down behind one of those thick hedges. “I don’t want to go too far in case my parents wake up and go looking for me in my room.”
Anywhere was fine by me. Just as long as I got to be close to her—the girl of my dreams.
We sat down huddled together behind the hedge. Our bodies were closely aligned. I could smell the shampoo in her hair, her breath smelled of toothpaste.
Samantha sat with her legs crossed and facing me. Even in the dark, I could see her green eyes shining.
“Tell me something about yourself, Patch,” she began, tilting her head to one side.
“What do you want to know?”
“Well, for starters; why have you been following me all these months? Close to a year now. Don’t you have something to say?”
I hadn’t come prepared for an interrogation like this. I was usually fearless. I never hesitated when we were holding up a gas station or robbing some poor fucker on the street—yet somehow, Samantha made me speechless.
“I just want to make sure you get to school safely.”
“You want to make sure no creep ends up following me and making me uneasy?” she asked, with a grin on her face.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked her and I could see her cheeks flushing now. She bit down on her delicious, plump lower lip and looked down at her lap.
“No, I don’t know what I want you to do,” she said in a whisper.
“I never planned on doing anything, Samantha. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t walking to school by yourself.”
She leaned towards me and smiled.
“Well, now is your chance. What are you going to do?”
I wasn’t expecting this from her. Samantha Denton. One of the hottest, most popular girls in that school. The bright child, star student, destined to be Prom Queen and steal everybody’s heart—wanted me to make a move on her? I hesitated because I was sure I’d gotten this all wrong somehow.
And then a bright light came on in a room somewhere downstairs in the house.
“Samantha?” A voice thundered. The light had turned on in the kitchen and Samantha gasped as the back kitchen door was flung open. Mr. Denton was in his pajamas and he was stepping out now, blinking behind his glasses as he tried to adjust his eyes to the dark.
“Samantha! Come out here right now!” he barked. Could he see us? I saw the fear in his daughter’s eyes. I was about to grab her hand and force her to stay down but she stood up.
Her father’s face dropped.
“Who is that boy with you?” he hissed, and I stood up too. I wasn’t about to weasel my way out of this. I was going to face up to whatever consequences lay in store for us now.
And Mr. Denton looked shocked. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing in front of him.
“You!” he growled in disgust.
“Daddy…please…” Samantha tried to beg but he pointed straight to the house behind him.
“You go back inside. Go to your room and stay there!” he growled, spittle flying from his mouth in every direction. She did as she was told, quickly hurrying away without giving me another look. Something sank in me that night, watching her scampering away like that.
“And you!” Mr. Denton continued, taking a few steps towards me threateningly. I hung my head down because I knew my actions were wrong, but I wasn’t going to back away from him. That would be out of character. That would be completely unnecessary.
“You go back to your scum house where you came from and keep your paws off my daughter! You fuckin’ hear?” He was shouting those words right to my face. I couldn’t stop myself from looking up at him then, looking straight in his eyes as he glared at me.
“You are not welcome here. You are never going to be welcome here or be good enough for my daughter. Go back to your looting and your thieving. Go back to your drunk dad. And stay away from my family!”
While Mr. Denton shouted at my face, I glared back at him; fantasizing about all the things I could potentially to do him. Pity I’d left my gun back in the house because I didn’t want to accidentally scare Samantha if she happened to see it.
But of course, I wouldn’t do any of those things to him. I wouldn’t touch a hair on Mr. Denton’s head because he was Samantha’s dad. He only wanted what was best for her.
From that day, he walked Samantha to school every day and she never looked at me again.
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About Savannah Rylan
Savannah Rylan is a romance writer that spends most of her time writing and reading with her cat, Gris. When not penning the next great American novel, (HA), you can find her on the beach with a drink in her hand or at the gym testing out some strange new position. Yoga, obviously. She lives in Southern California with her husband and Gris, the true love of her life.
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Saint (Dead Souls MC: Prospects #3)
Ryker (Dead Souls MC: Prospects #4)
Toxin (Dead Souls MC: Prospects #5)
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Notch (The Lost Boys MC #4)
Jace (The Black Hornets MC #1)
Maverick (The Black Hornets MC #2)
Duke (The Black Hornets MC #3)
Colt (The Black Hornets MC #4)
Thor (The Black Hornets MC #5)
Jagger (The Black Hornets MC #6)
Knox (Dead Souls MC #1)
Grave (Dead Souls MC #2)
Brewer (Dead Souls MC #3)
Rock (Dead Souls MC #4)
Diesel (Deal Souls MC #5)
Girth (Marked Skulls MC #1)
Rodeo (Marked Skulls MC #2)
Abe (Marked Skulls MC #3)
Oz (Marked Skulls MC #4)
Dash (Marked Skulls MC #5)
Hawk (The Road Rebels MC #1)
Talon (The Road Rebels MC #2)
Snake (The Road Rebels MC #3)
Fox (The Road Rebels MC #4)
Gunner (The Bad Disciples MC #1)
Hunter (The Bad Disciples MC #2)
Tank (The Bad Disciples MC #3)
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