Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1)

swamped through me as I climbed off the mattress, th

dresser and pulled out clean panties, a tank top, and a pair of sh

rim of her coffee cup, she eyed me, amusement and a knowing look written on her features. Smiling at me, s

k at seeing her lips twitch with held back laughter. W

of noise and activity going on in the compound, and it seemed today was no different than any other. I could hear the buzz and grind of power too

so quiet

roofers trying to muscle in on some of our

rivals. Tat confided in her confidentiality as usually club business wasn't considered women's business. The only exception was if it directly affe

e and feeling better than I had in a long time-an

older, but not so old they couldn't take care of business if it wa

protecting the compound, rather than being in the thick of the high-intensity and dangerous runs. Dad's Charter moved a l

ide the bar, and as I slid the glass toward Jerky, named so because he

aught the blood stain

yes as they settled on me. Moisture filled their depths, then stepping toward me, he pulled me against his chest

YEARS

a bottle of tequila, Curacao, and lime juice. After pouring the mixture over ice in a salt-rimmed rocks glass, I grabbed a swizzle stick and pok

n times. A dozen times, I've said no-must I r

f Corona, he poked three lime wedges within their mouths. Afterward, setting the beers on the same tr

d yes?" I teased, my hands

I could-that mean motherfucker of yours would

ad, putting away the cloth, I just laughed and murmured, "Nah

d at the woman I saw in it. Her sable colored hair was long and sleek. Several strands on the right side supported dark blue

ly lined with black eyeliner and mascara-an addition, which enh

f her left nostril. An additional grouping of small hoops took up residence on the side

uld ever get used to seeing myself look so different. My new im