Rage (A Thunder Gypsies MC Outlaw Biker Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Fresh tears stung my eyes and blurred my vision. It was too much -- the words he’d said earlier, the way my throat still hurt from how he’d held me against the refrigerator, or the way his knuckles had grazed the underside of my breast as he rooted around the bottom band of my bra for my tip money. On top of all that, I felt more alone in Thunder Valley than I had since my mother died, maybe even lonelier. Callan was gone, without knowing or caring what I’d done for him. Every last drop of poison I’d ingested over my life bubbled like acid to the surface of my skin, the hiss and pop rising in a chorus of NO! No, I would not allow the old man to touch me again. No more punches, no hair pulling or slaps or pushing my face into a cushion until I passed out.No!My hands searched in blind fear through the water in front of me until my fingers closed around the handle of a steak knife. God help me, I wanted a bigger knife -- one like the carving knife with its long blade and sharp point, but that was in the cutlery block a good three feet out of arm’s reach.
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