Jimmy was being so sweet. He’d taken Macy out to dinner and they’d had a really nice time. She was hoping he’d be ready to go home right after. She didn’t want to stop at the clubhouse and take a chance on running into Cody again. When he stopped the bike at Spirits, she was even less enthusiastic. She hated the run-down old bar. For one thing, it was full of the same people they hung out with on the ranch and a handful of locals that looked down on them for being from the ranch. She wished that he’d just once want to do something different. Even a drive up to the hills and maybe lying in the grass looking up at the stars like she and Cody did when they were kids would be nice. Shit. She had to stop thinking about Cody. Jimmy was trying hard to be sweet. She had to try hard herself. There was no going back to when they were kids and Cody and Jimmy were BFFs and she was the love of Cody’s life. She’d ruined all that and this was her life now. She had to accept that.

The song ended, and she and Jimmy started to walk back over to their table when one of the local guys came up to them. Macy had seen him before. He used to be friends with Cody’s brother, Keller. But, she couldn’t remember his name. She had her hand on Jimmy’s arm and she felt him tense up when the guy approached them. He was always ready for a fight…well, almost always. She didn’t think he’d even seen the punch coming that Cody threw the day before. “Hey, man,” the tall, homely guy put out his right hand. “I’m Parker Davis. I’ve seen you around a lot.” Jimmy still looked leery, but he shook the guy’s hand. “Jimmy Santos.”

“Good to meet you, man. I hate to ask you this, but I got a call just now that my sister is up at the ER in town. I caught a ride with my buddies here and now they’re too drunk to drive me anywhere, and you know it takes forty-five minutes at least to get a cab up here…”

“What do you need, man?” Jimmy wasn’t trying to hide his annoyance. Dax had been encouraging them all to do their best to get along with the locals and even make friends with them if possible. It would mean fewer problems for them at the ranch if the people in town trusted them more. Macy gave Jimmy’s arm a little squeeze as a gentle reminder before Parker said:

“Never mind, man, I’m sorry I bothered you. I’ll just wait for a cab.”

Jimmy sighed and looked at Macy. She gave him a little nod. “You looking for a ride?” Jimmy asked him.

“I hate to ask, man, but my sister had this seizure disorder and they say she came in really bad off. Our parents are out of town and she’s all alone…”

“It’s fine,” Jimmy said. He looked at Macy. “You mind if I run him in to town, baby? I’ll be gone less than an hour.”

“No, I don’t mind,” she said. The truth was, she didn’t want to be left alone at the bar. But at least they all knew she was from the ranch, and that meant she might get stared at, but none of them would bother her. The Southside Skulls patch on Jimmy’s jacket struck fear into the average citizen. It was what Dax was trying to change, but it hadn’t happened yet.

Jimmy leaned down and kissed her lips softly. “Order another beer and don’t talk to anyone. If anybody bothers you, Tug and Greer are in the back playing poker; let them know. They’ll handle it.”

“I’ll be fine. Be safe.” She watched Jimmy and Parker leave and then instead of sitting down, she headed to the bathroom. She knocked on the door and when no one answered, she pushed it open. She was suddenly grabbed from behind and a strong hand covered her mouth. She was picked up off her feet and propelled into the small room and the door was slammed closed behind them. She began to kick her legs and to try and bite the hand that was covering her mouth.

“Macy, calm down! It’s me! Shit! You bit me!” Cody let go of her and she turned around to face him, ready to fight.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“I just wanted to talk to you. You bit me!”

“I thought you were a rapist or something—shit! Why didn’t you just come over and talk to me like a normal person? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“What the hell is wrong with me? Well, for starters, watching my ex-best friend with his hands all over your ass wasn’t fun, and I’d probably have to knock the son of a bitch on his ass again before he’d let me walk up and talk to you.”

“He’s not even here, he’s…Oh, fuck! You set that up, didn’t you?”

“I just want a few minutes to talk to you, alone. Just talk, Macy. Don’t you owe me that much?”

“I owe you? What is it I owe you for, Cody? I didn’t get you locked up. If I remember right, I begged you not to go after those guys.”

“You threatened me. You said if I went after them and if I got locked up, you’d never speak to me again. I have to give you credit, you stuck to your guns on that one. You didn’t care if I rotted. But then again, you were busy out here, getting on with your life.”

“What was I supposed to do, Cody? I was sixteen years old. What was I supposed to do? You were sentenced to fifteen years. That was nearly as long as we’d both been alive. I should have waited for you until I was thirty-one years old, hoping you might still want me when you got out?”

“No, Macy, I didn’t expect you to wait. But, I sure as hell didn’t expect to find out you’ve been out here fucking my best friend.”

“Jimmy was there for me when you got locked up. I needed someone. I was devastated and he was there.”

“Great guy. There to pick up the pieces of your broken heart and use them to get into your pants.”

“Fuck you, Cody! You don’t know anything about what it was like.”

“I’m sorry, Macy. Here I was living the good life and you were left out here all free and shit.”

“I didn’t kill someone!” Cody grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall. It was impulsive, out of anger, and as soon as he saw the look of fear in her eyes, he regretted it. He didn’t want her to be afraid of him. He’d never hurt her. But he wanted her to listen to him. He wanted her to understand that she was meant to be with him, not Jimmy. “Let go of me!”

Cody released her arms and put his hands up, but he didn’t step back. They were still so close that he could smell her perfume and feel the heat of her breath. He wanted to kiss her and he wondered if that was weird. Did other people stop in the middle of a fight and just decide they wanted to make out? “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“You didn’t scare me. I’m not afraid of you.” Her voice was shaking. She looked and sounded scared, but maybe she was just angry. Either way, Cody was already feeling remorse.

“Good, because I don’t want you to be afraid of me. I’m sorry, Macy, really. I didn’t want to scare you or piss you off or make a scene. I just wanted…I wanted to…”

“What, Cody? What did you want?” She folded her arms and her bottom lip was protruding, and Cody’s tunnel vision zoomed in on that lip. He had to taste it. He thought he could remember exactly what she tasted like, but he had to be sure. He pushed her back into the wall, gently this time, and towered over her. When she looked up into his eyes he thought he saw something more than fear. He imagined that he saw the same kind of desire he knew was in his own eyes. “Cody…” She whispered his name and it vibrated through him. “What are you doing?”

“I want to kiss you, Macy. Tell me you don’t want that too and I walk out of here and leave you alone, for good.”

“Cody…”

“Tell me, Macy. Tell me you don’t think about me. Tell me you don’t remember how good it was.”

“We were kids. We didn’t know what we were doing.”

“Tell me, Macy. Tell me you don’t want to kiss me.” She didn’t tell him. Instead she brought her arms up and put them around his neck and locked her lips into his. Fireworks exploded in his head and chest as he pulled her up into him. Every day for the past eight years he’d imagined this moment, and it was better than any fantasy he’d ever had. She tasted just as sweet as he remembered her. Her lips were as soft as little silk pillows. He slipped his tongue in between them and when his tongue collided with hers it was the most incredible feeling he’d ever experienced in his life, and he never wanted it to end. He could feel himself getting aroused and he could feel her flexing her hips into him. She wanted him. Macy still wanted him. That was all he’d wanted for eight long years.

“Cody,” she pulled back just enough to utter his name. He tried to cover her lips again so she couldn’t talk. He didn’t want to talk any more. He wanted her. He needed her. Her lips were still pressed into his as she said, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Don’t talk, baby. Don’t think. Just let me touch you. Let me feel you. Let me kiss you. God, Macy, I’ve wanted you for so long. You feel so fucking good. Let me feel you. Let me make you feel good.”

She whimpered and let his tongue find its way back into her mouth. His hands slid from her arms down to hold onto her waist, and as the kiss deepened he let them slide around and rest on that beautiful ass. He felt like he’d died and gone to heaven. She felt better than he remembered. She was filled out. She was a woman. She was the most desirable woman on earth as far as he was concerned. An almost primal urge had taken over his body, and his cock was rock hard and aching at that point. He broke their kiss and stepped back just enough to take hold of her shirt and pull it off over her head. She crossed her arms across her chest even as he reached behind her and unhooked her bra. “Let me see you, Macy. I remember how beautiful you are…let me see.” She let her arms drop slowly and the bra went with them. He watched her shudder as his eyes fell to her beautiful breasts. He leaned down and softly kissed first one hard nipple and then the other. She whimpered again. He loved that. He loved hearing the same desperation in her whines that he was feeling in his entire body. He reached down and unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them, and then he stepped back and began to strip off his own clothes. She watched him, letting her eyes drink in the tattoos and taut muscles covering his chest and arms. Then tentatively, she put her hands on the waistband of her jeans and pushed them down. She stepped out of her boots and kicked everything to the side while she watched him. When he looked up and saw her standing there with nothing at all covering her beauty, he breathed out and an animalistic sound came out along with the breath. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

She licked her lips and he watched her eyes fall to his throbbing, twitching cock. It had grown, along with the rest of him. He smiled at her and she surprised him by taking a step closer and dropping to her knees on the cold tile floor. She took his erection in her hand and let her tongue come out and flick along the head. “Oh God…Macy…” She began to run her hand up and down the shaft, and his head fell back and his knees felt weak. She bent her head down and opened her lips so that the tip of his cock could slide in between them. Then she began to suck, sucking him all the way in, until the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. Cody felt like there was a raging volcano inside of him, threatening to erupt and destroy everything in its path. She began to bob her head up and down, and each time she’d let his cock go in a little deeper and hold it in her warm, moist cavern a little longer. It took everything inside of him to maintain control. He had his hands in her long dark hair and it was balled up in his fists. He used his hold to guide her head up and down at the pace that he wanted…the pace that threatened to push him over the edge. He watched her as she sucked his cock and thought about all the times he’d lain awake in his cell at night, rubbing his cock with his eyes closed and thinking about this. He loved the way his cock felt in her mouth. She was the only person that had ever given him a blow job, but he couldn’t imagine that anyone could ever do it better.

He didn’t want her to stop, but he had to remind himself that they were pressed for time and he had to be inside of her. He let go of her hair and took hold of her arms, tugging gently so she’d know what he wanted. She let his cock fall from her mouth. It glistened with her saliva and tingled from the memory of her tongue. She had to hold onto him for support as she got to her feet. Her hard nipples brushed against his hot skin as she stood up, causing both of them to moan.

Once she was on her feet, he kissed her again, even harder that time. Then he spun her around so that he was holding her from behind and she was facing the wall. Macy wasn’t even pretending not to want it any longer. She moved forward and pressed her palms into the cold brick wall. Her ass was pointing at him and she had her back arched. She was ready.

Cody lined his hips up with hers, took his hard, hot cock in his hand and rubbed the tip of it between her legs and against her sweet pussy. She was soaked already; he could feel it. He penetrated her slowly until she was full of his hard cock. He held it there for a few seconds, savoring it. He was inside of Macy at long last and he didn’t want it to be too quick. He started out slow, rocking his hips into hers, but quickly picked up his pace to the point of slamming them. Her face was pressed into the wall now and she grunted, moaned, or whimpered each time he pressed into her. Macy was the one that increased the pace even more. She breathed out his name and pressed back into him, matching his thrusts with her own. Suddenly he felt the muscles of her pussy tighten around his cock. It felt insanely good, and he let out a little cry at the same time she did. Then he felt the warm rush of her orgasm wash over his already hot cock. The smell of sex, the feel of her body, and the fact that anyone could knock on the door and Jimmy would be back any time all added up to an eruption that came somewhere from deep down inside his core. He gripped her tightly as his body tensed and his balls erupted and then he fell into her, momentarily crushing her into the wall behind them. When he pulled himself up off her and looked at her face, he was hoping to see a look of satisfaction, joy…maybe even love. What he got looked eerily like regret.