The miles fly by, and earlier than I do know it, I’m simply a few miles from the Opey exit after I discover three bikes blocking the primary exit into city. I decelerate just a little as a result of there’s one thing up forward.

Quickly, I’ve to come back to a useless cease. The truck’s brakes screech to a halt as a result of 4 extra bikes block the street. “Shit. Fuck. Shit.” This isn’t good. My coronary heart hammers in my chest as I seize my cellphone with sweaty palms and hit name.

Stone solutions. “Hey, Ivy. What’s up?”

“I’m at exit 354b, surrounded by bikers. I don’t know who they’re, however they’ve me boxed in.”

“Fuck,” he mutters simply above a whisper. “Don’t get out of the fucking truck, and don’t allow them to get too shut. You strapped?”

I nod, then keep in mind he can’t see me. “Yeah.”

“Good. Plow by means of these assholes. If they begin capturing, shoot again, however preserve your foot on the fuel. I’m on my means. Acquired it?”

“Yeah, bought it.” My grip tightens on my cellphone.

“Good. Now, what are you gonna do?”

I solely have a number of seconds to make up my thoughts, however after I look within the rearview, I see two guys get off their bikes and stroll in my route, their faces obscured by helmets. “I’m going to plow by means of these motherfuckers and keep on the interstate.”

“I’ll be proper there,” he guarantees earlier than the decision ends.

“Okay, Ivy,” I say to myself. “You bought this.” I inhale deeply, letting it out slowly as I fish the gun from the glove field and slam my foot on the fuel, sending the truck flying ahead and into the bikes, the impression jolting me in my seat. I don’t cease to test for harm. I simply punch it and fly the fuck away from them, my coronary heart in my throat.

After all, the opposite bikers are proper on my ass, surrounding me on all sides. Considered one of them kicks the aspect of the truck. I swerve left and proper, making an attempt to hit him and make extra room for myself. At this level, I don’t fucking know what I’m doing aside from making an attempt to get away.

Shoot, dammit. I ought to shoot, however I’m too busy protecting my eyes on the street, white-knuckling the steering wheel. I press the fuel tougher, forcing the bikes in entrance to maneuver or danger getting run over, the truck’s engine roaring in response.

It seems like time’s frozen, although I’m positive it’s only a few minutes since I’m not even on the subsequent exit but. My palms are slick with sweat, and my coronary heart beats so loud it’s drowning out the music.

I preserve my eyes ahead, however I hear the loud roar of extra bikes, and my coronary heart kicks into overdrive.

“Fuck!” I shout on the hood decoration. I danger a look within the rearview and sigh in aid after I see the telltale inexperienced of Stone’s bike and the black and chrome chopper beside him. It’s Grey. “Shit.”

I’m unsure what to do, so I preserve driving ahead, my foot heavy on the fuel. A number of pictures ring out, making me flinch, however I don’t dare look again, not till the bikes flanking me disappear.

Lastly, they again off. I decelerate and look behind me, recognizing a number of overturned bikes and a few limping bikers. Nobody is useless, however they’re damage, and extra importantly, they’re retreating. I blink a couple of times, and so they’re gone.

I pull over and sit within the truck for a second, palms trembling barely because the adrenaline begins to put on off. That was means too shut. I take a number of deep breaths, making an attempt to calm my racing coronary heart earlier than lastly stepping from the truck.

Stone dismounts first, and his lengthy legs eat up the gap between us. I leap for him, wrapping my arms round him in aid and gratitude.

“Stone.” I squeeze him tight, and he squeezes again even tighter, his robust arms a consolation. However there’s one thing else there, too, a flutter in my chest that I can’t ignore.

Fuck my life.

“You all proper, Ivy?” His voice is low, rumbling in his chest.

I nod towards him and inhale his acquainted scent—sandalwood and cedar—as my pulse slowly returns to regular, the adrenaline beginning to fade. Pulling again, I spot Grey with a glance on his face I can’t fairly decipher, however immediately, I really feel responsible.

My coronary heart’s pulling me in two totally different instructions. I push away from Stone’s maintain and transfer to Grey, needing his reassurance but additionally making an attempt to persuade myself that he’s the one I like.

“Grey,” I sigh and fall towards his chest, the leather-based of his kutte cool towards my cheek. He wraps his arms round me earlier than dropping a kiss to the highest of my head.

“Ivy, babe.” His voice is tough, and he pulls me shut, the concern evident in his embrace. However as a lot as I take care of Grey, one thing’s lacking. The one thing I simply felt with Stone.

“I’m okay,” I guarantee him, tilting my head again to search for into his large brown eyes. I give him a small smile. “I used to be just a bit scared, you realize?”

“That’s okay,” he assures me with a smile as he tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

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