I’ll Just Date Myself (Gator Bait MC #7) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC Tags Authors: Series: Gator Bait MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
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Timothy and Anthony looked relieved, then dismissed me completely in order to talk to their sister, whom they hadn’t seen in years.

I’d just turned to make my way out of the room, my office my destination, when I heard Folsom utter an “excuse me.”

I was slowing down when that crazy woman ran toward me and jumped on my back.

Before I could process her being on my back by stopping, she wrenched my head back by using her fingers in my hair, then planted her mouth onto mine.

Chuckling, I reached back and cupped her head with my hand, returning the kiss.

When she was finished with me—and it was definitely her finished with me, not me with her—she let me go and slid off my back.

I turned to watch her go and nearly laughed at the angry eyes her brothers were shooting my way.

They did not like that she’d kissed me.

They were on their own. I would take all the kisses I could get.

“Be back in an hour, Kobesama!” she ordered. “Or I’ll come looking for you.”

I shot her a wink, then left, heading straight for my office.

I should’ve probably expected it, but I didn’t.

Therefore, when I got to my office and found my sister there, as if she’d been waiting for me, because she knew she caused me so much grief and annoyance I’d need a break from everything and everyone, I wasn’t surprised.

“Myen,” I said with very little patience. “I don’t have time for your shit.”

“You know you’re so predictable, don’t you?” Myen asked, eyes narrowed.

“What are you talking about?” I asked as I got off my bike and headed for my office at the back of the alley.

“I’m talking about how I knew that you’d come here the moment I pissed you off.” She rolled her eyes. “You always pull away. You always have to pout when things don’t quite go the way you want them to.”

“Things didn’t not go my way. The only unfortunate thing about today that didn’t ‘go my way’ as you see it, was seeing you,” I pointed out. “And even that wasn’t too bad since I know you need something and won’t get it.”

“Oh?” Myen asked.

The way she said it, as if she’d already had it, made me pause and turn to stare at her.

She smiled, then held up her hand.

Her hand that had a gun in it. She smiled wistfully, then handed the gun backwards to her husband.

“Myen…” I started but never finished my sentence.

Bang.

CHAPTER 20

I may be wrong, but it’s highly unlikely.

-Folsom to Kobe

FOLSOM

It’d been forty minutes.

It took him eight at most to get to his office from my house. Three to park and get inside, and even less to turn on his computer.

I should’ve been able to see him online by now, but there was nothing.

“Are you even listening to us?” Tim asked, sounding amused.

“Yes,” I grumbled as I switched from my phone to my computer without looking up. “I just have a really bad feeling.”

“Why?” Ant asked.

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “It’s just this gut feeling…like I need to check something.”

That feeling had been growing in my chest since Kobe had left. As if I’d failed some test and let him leave when I shouldn’t have.

I tapped my finger against the plastic casing of my computer and hummed while I waited for all of the cameras in Kobe’s office to come online.

While I was waiting for them to boot—Jesus Christ, I was going to have to get better internet out here—I went to Kobe’s alarm app to see if he’d turned it off yet.

He hadn’t.

Had he stopped for something to eat? Had he had bike trouble?

The knot in my stomach grew tighter and tighter with each second it took for my cameras to load.

But eventually, they did, and not a single one of them inside showed that he’d arrived.

I flipped to the outside feed and was saddened to find that his bike wasn’t in its usual spot, either.

What the fuck?

Had he not gone back to his office straight from my house? That wasn’t like him to stop.

Unless he needed gas…

I switched to the feed for the lone gas station in Accident and found a bike there, but it didn’t belong to Kobe. It belonged to Bain, another member of the MC.

Feeling the need to call and check on Kobe, becoming like a living, breathing fire inside of me, I hacked into Kobe’s cell phone and looked up his last known location while simultaneously dialing Bain.

Just as Bain answered, Kobe’s location popped up, showing him at his office. But not inside, outside. Near the dumpster.

“What…” Bain paused. “Is this Folsom?”

“Yes,” I swallowed hard as bile started to rise in my throat. “You’re near Kobe’s office. Will you go check on him?”

The slight shrillness in my voice must’ve let him know how scared I was because he said, “I’m two minutes away, max.”


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