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"Not sure if it’ll work," I say, nodding toward the phone, "but it’s back together"

Breanna nibbles on her lower lip, then releases it as she shuffles toward ainst theaway Still a nice distance in case she needs to bolt "Thank you"

"You’re welco darker faster, and under her touch the cell springs to life and brightens her face There’s no way I’ her On top of the meth heads in town, the Terror have had issues with a rival motorcycle club, the Riot

There’s a lot of history between the Terror and the Riot Tip of the iceberg is that they’rein their "territory" We’re ht to ask Last I checked, America was still the land of the free

Over the past teeks, the Riot have taken to joyriding near our town They’re testing boundaries and the club’s on edge wondering if our unsteady peace agree for them to cross lines they shouldn’t and ride into town If the Riot do drive by tonight and they hear we’ve been at the school, they irl alone with the likes of the fresh meat to a starved wolf

"Need a ride?" I ask

She waves her phone "No, thank you My family is on their way"

Breanna peeks at me between swipes of her phone and I don’t irls like Breanna like to look, but they don’t like to touch A few

"I’h I have no doubt she knows and, if not, I’m aware she can read the road name patch sewn to the front of my cut

"I’m Breanna," she answers in this soft tone that dances across ht, especially if she sighs my name as I kiss the skin of her neck

Yeah, I would like to see this girl on the back of uy, and earlier I was just going for good, but her luck ran out My bad side took over "I know"

The right side of my mouth tips up as her face falls I’m about to play Breanna like she’s never been manipulated before I hitch my thumbs in my pockets and decide to enjoy the ride "So, that twenty dollars? Why did you bring that up?"