Tempting Trouble (Highway Reapers Motorcycle Club Book 1) by Sophia Hampton

to find me and when the most likely times are. It’s not a perfect plan, but if I can get it to work the way I think it will I should be able to get their money for them in the next day or so. Then when they find me, I’ll give them their money, and all will be settled.”
     
    “How do you know they won’t increase the price or just kill you anyway?” The concern in her eyes felt good for some reason. Maybe because there hadn’t been anyone who had worried over him for many years.
     
    “I don’t. That’s the nature of the game. Sometimes you don’t know all the facts or have all the rules but you play the game and hope for the best.” He could tell she thought this was bull shit, but it was what he knew to be true. The worry he’d seen in her eyes had grown to anxiety and looked like it was going to bubble over into panic. He knew that a trouble shared was a trouble halved, but he didn’t want to share the stressed out feelings he’d been dealing with. He probably should have kept his mouth shut, but up until now, she looked interested. Maybe a change of topic and mood was in order, because whether these were his last few days on earth or not she’d brightened them and he wanted her to have a few good memories too.
     
    He offered her his hand. “Let’s move this party to the couch.”
     

 
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
    Move this party over to the couch? That is all he could say. Ella watched Tyson strut over to the couch and had so many feelings and thoughts going through her mind, it was hard to focus. She felt sorry for the guy because who wouldn’t try to better themselves and their situation. Although she didn’t agree with how he was going about changing his life, at least he was making an attempt. Just like she was making an attempt to deal with the devil and change the circumstances of her life.
     
    The second thing that was almost a neck and neck tie of her attention is the man who had sexually rocked her whole little world is the man she was supposed to turn in for money. It was sad that she was going to do it to some random person that she didn’t know, but now she was supposed to do it to the last lover she’d slept with? Could she do it? Was she that cold? She was going to have to be… unless she could help him get the money he owed The Reapers. Yes. That’s what she’d do. Then he’d pay off his debt, and they could start again with the money they were going to pay her. She wasn’t even going to think about how they told her they were going to split the hundred thousand dollars with her when it was really two hundred and fifty thousand.
     
    She followed him slowly to the couch and sat down next to him. He was flipping through channels, and she couldn’t believe that he was so calm. “Sooooo,” she said not really knowing where to go from here but knowing something had to be done. “What are we going to do?”
     
    “I was thinking about watching a bit of television and then going back to bed.”
     
    She looked into his eyes to see if that’s all he was going to do. “Do you really think you can tell someone a story like that… let them into your life and your problems and then say let’s fuck and move on?”
     
    That his brow was furrowed should have told her that he hadn’t a clue about what she was going on about, and she was amazed. “The story you told me at the table.”
     
    “Yes.” It was as if the lights were on but no one was home. Why was he not getting this?
     
    “How can I help you get out of this? Do you have a plan? I’d like to assist you if I can.” She slowed down her speech as if he had a mental disability that prevented him from understanding her.
     
    “I can understand the words you are saying, Ella, but this isn’t your problem. I know you have a lot on your plate because getting out of prison makes it hard to find a job.”
     
    She didn’t know what to say to him, but she knew she wasn’t leaving until this was finished. For more reasons than