Hide Your Crazy Read online Lani Lynn Vale (KPD Motorcycle Patrol #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: KPD Motorcycle Patrol Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
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“That her?” he asked, sounding scared.

“Yeah, man,” Logan said. “I’d take you over there to meet her, but swear to God, every time I get close, she screams her little head off.”

“You think she’s going to scream when I get close?” he asked.

“No, honey.” My mom went over to him and took his hand. “I think she just gets nervous around new people. Come on over here and let’s introduce you.”

And I witnessed the most beautiful thing ever happen right before my eyes.

Paydon Maxwell crouched down and then sat his large bulk on the floor next to the couch, and held out his hand.

His rather large hand hovered there in front of Gibby for about half a second, then she gave him a smile and placed her hand in his.

Every single heart in the entire room melted.

Chapter 20

Sleep is good. Sex is better.

-Logan’s secret thoughts

Logan

“Do you think we did the right thing?” Katy asked. “Giving her to Paydon’s parents?”

I nodded once as I tore the t-shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor.

“Seeing as she screamed her little head off anytime we held her, and didn’t when they did, I’m saying yes,” I admitted. “Plus, they looked like they fell in love with her the moment that they saw her.”

“They looked really young,” Katy admitted as she too started slipping her shoes off with her other foot. “Like really young.”

“Paydon’s parents were sixteen when they had him. I imagine they’re in their late forties. But they’ve aged really well,” I said.

“Sixteen?” she gasped.

I grinned. “Yeah. They met when they were twelve, from what Paydon told me. Been together ever since.”

She shook her head in surprise. “That’s pretty cool, actually.” She paused in mid-shirt shuck to stare at me as I lost my jeans. “You don’t have any visible tattoos.”

My brows rose. “You’re just now noticing this?”

She flushed as she continued to take off her shirt. My eyes took in her near naked state. The only thing she had left on at this point was her underwear. She’d lost her bra while we were in the truck on the way home.

I’d have said something, but she’d been quiet about it, making me hold my questions seeing as her parents were occupying the front seat.

“Why’d you take that off in the truck?” I asked, walking up to her and trailing a finger down the curve of one breast.

She shivered and her nipple pebbled.

“The underwire is poking through on that bra. I’m gonna have to throw it away. See? It dug into my skin.” She turned to show me the red mark on the side of her chest.

I pulled her toward me and ran my thumb along the inflamed area.

“You should just go without a bra tomorrow,” I teased. “I declare tomorrow as braless Sunday.”

She snickered and turned in my arms.

“Why do I feel like I’ve known you forever?” she whispered up into my face.

I looked down at her, studying her features. Her hair, the way her eyelashes curled, the cute tilt to her nose, her straight white teeth. Everything that made Katy, Katy.

“I don’t know,” I told her. “But I’m thankful that this feels right. That I finally have that feeling that tells me this is where I’m supposed to be.”

I’d always felt unsettled. Like something wasn’t right when it came to dates or girlfriends after Tasia. I honestly thought it’d been me overthinking things at first, but then I decided that I needed to trust my gut instinct. And that trust had me waiting when I would’ve normally tried to dismiss the feeling I had.

If I hadn’t trusted it, I wouldn’t have found Katy. Wouldn’t have given her a ticket, or been there that day that she’d gotten the news about her abuser.

She moved until her unbound breasts were pressed against my bare chest, her pebbled nipples playing along the hair that covered my chest and the upper part of my abs.

“I’ve never really thought that I liked hairy men before,” she said. “I honestly was a little taken aback when I saw this.” She ran her nipples over my chest, swaying back and forth. “But I find that I really kind of like it.”

I would’ve shaved if that’s what she had wanted. Hell, I’d have allowed her to wax it, or had laser hair removal if that was what she’d desired.

But it made me happy that she liked the real me.

Tasia had always been kind of disgusted by the body hair.

Not that I could help it or anything, but it was definitely something that struck a chord with me.

“That’s good,” I rasped, loving the way she felt rubbing up against me. “What’s even better is when you’re telling me you love it while you rub those pretty little nipples against me.”

Her mouth kicked up at the corner.

“What did you and Dad talk about at the restaurant as your ex-father-in-law left?” she asked, her head tilting up so that she could stare straight into my soul.


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