Sinner (MC Club Biker Urban Alpha Male Erotic Romance)
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Bandit shook his head.
“It’s not that simple. I… Maureen, I don’t age. I look the same as I did when I almost died and when my father took me to the Lakota medicine man. Do you know how difficult it is to build a relationship when you live forever, when you never age? I couldn’t take it, Maureen. I couldn’t deal with seeing you grow old and die without me.”
“Bandit, what do you want me to say? What do you want me to do?”
He shrugged and gave me a smile, a simmering, shimmering smile that sent shivers through my body.
“Let me come with you to college,” he whispered. “I can’t stand it any more. I need to be with you. I’ll come with you to college. I’ll live around the campus, outside, running free, and I’ll come and share your bed whenever you’ll have me.”
Share my bed. What did that mean? Bandit had always shared my bed… Most mornings, he’d come in around five or so, curl up next to me with his head on my chest, snoring softly, and when I finally awoke, I’d have to ease my way out from under his snout so I didn’t wake him.
Or did he mean… Like that? Like what I was going to do with Tom, at least until our evening got derailed…
“This is too much, Bandit… I can’t… I can’t…”
And with that, I dashed off, tears dripping out of my eyes as I charged through the corn rows. As I came to the bar, I took pause. I dried my eyes and did what I could to pretty myself up. I didn’t know what was going on. I was a mess.
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