Angels From Hell: a Biker Erotic Romance
“It has been a long day and a tough year. All I can say is, “Thank God for Charlie.” I goose my Honda Accord. Technically, I run the red light; but, if I lose the truck now I won’t have a clue where to go.
Charlie brings the truck to a stop at the next light. As I wait for the light to turn green, I rub my tired eyes. Fifteen hours in a car is just too damn long. At least we are almost home. Well, to Charlie’s home anyway. While I rub my eyes with the heel of my hand, I reflect on the unfairness of life.
I was always the responsible one. I was the one who went to school, got good grades, and stayed out of trouble. That is the past. Now, here I sit, depending on the charity of my little brother.
Life had been going so well, too. I had a good job, a nice place to live, and a new car. At least I still have the car. Six months ago, the diagnostic lab that I managed was bought out by a larger company and I was out.
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