Riding the Wind: a Motorcycle Club Erotic Romance
“The air mattress was more comfortable than the lumpy second hand couch anyway, so they set that up in his room. Sarah crashed as soon as her head hit the pillow, and Cole was asleep in his own bed not long after that.
Danni changed into an old t-shirt and pajama pants, then took a beer out of the fridge and settled on the couch for a one-woman pity party. Her eyes were stinging from tears that she refused to shed, and she thought a single long-neck might make it easier to go to sleep without sobbing.
There was no excuse for her being like this. He was just a guy. She’d avoided most guys since Cole was born. It was hard enough, being a single mom, without bringing all the drama of relationships into the picture. The occasional one night stand kept her happy enough, and she could focus on giving her son what he needed. It would get better as he got older, and she’d reclaim bits and pieces of the life she’d had before - though with some seriously better choices -- and everyth...ing would get easier.MoreLess
Danni changed into an old t-shirt and pajama pants, then took a beer out of the fridge and settled on the couch for a one-woman pity party. Her eyes were stinging from tears that she refused to shed, and she thought a single long-neck might make it easier to go to sleep without sobbing.
There was no excuse for her being like this. He was just a guy. She’d avoided most guys since Cole was born. It was hard enough, being a single mom, without bringing all the drama of relationships into the picture. The occasional one night stand kept her happy enough, and she could focus on giving her son what he needed. It would get better as he got older, and she’d reclaim bits and pieces of the life she’d had before - though with some seriously better choices -- and everyth...ing would get easier.MoreLess
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