Unbreak My Heart (Rough Riders Legacy #1)

I studied her eyes, hating to see wariness. “I don’t have a ton of stuff. Moving a lot guarantees I travel light. That said, I’m not gonna cram more into your overstuffed closet. I’ll keep my clothes in the spare room. But I would like one of the nightstands and a couple of dresser drawers. It’d be a pain to have to get my bondage equipment out of the guest room whenever I wanted to use it on you.”


She laughed. “In that case you can sleep in the guest room.”

“Not a chance.” Keeping our eyes locked, I brushed my mouth across hers. “I want everything I’ve never had. I want to know what it’s like to fall asleep with you in my arms.” I nibbled on her bottom lip. “I want to wake up in the middle of the night and do wicked things to you until you’re awake, wet and frantic.” I licked the inside of her upper lip. “I want your face to be the first thing I see in the morning.”

“I want that too.”

“So this isn’t going too fast?”

“It’s going as fast as we let it, Boone.” She pressed her mouth to mine. “If it careens out of control we can always pull back.”

“Such a smart woman.”

“But I do have to ask you a favor.” She played with my chest hair. “I told you my mom is getting remarried. Would you come to the wedding with me?”

“When is it? So I can ask for that day off.”

“It’s on a Saturday afternoon… Three weeks from yesterday, actually.”

Fucking figures.

“Excuse me?”

I glanced up at her after I realized I’d said that out loud. “I said it fucking figures because that’s the day I’m supposed to be meeting my dad in Flagstaff.”

“Oh. After what you told me last night…I’m surprised you keep in touch with your dad.”

“That’s the thing. I don’t. But he called me out of the blue…that day I tricked you into showing me around Phoenix.”

Sierra head-butted me. “You mean the day you lied about your friend moving to Phoenix.”

“You’re always gonna lord that over me, aren’t you?”

“Yep. Keep talking.”

“He asked if I could meet him because he had some things to talk to me about face-to-face. I said sure, never believing he’d follow through with it.” I paused. “But he did follow through. He called me this week and said he scheduled the load he has to drop off with a firm date and everything. But I can cancel it.”

“No. If you haven’t seen him in almost a decade, that’s more important.” Her eyes roamed over my face. “Do you have any idea what he wants to talk about?”

“Not a clue. But I’m not going to waste time thinking about it.”

Sierra squeezed my shoulder. “I’m here anytime you want to talk to me, Boone, about anything.”

“Thanks.” I kissed her and realized I already felt less anxious about the meeting. No matter what Dax West said, for the first time in my life I’d have someone waiting at home for me to talk about it.



Later, we were curled up on the couch, watching football highlights before the Sunday night game started, when the doorbell rang.

Sierra looked at me. “Did you order pizza and forget to mention it?”

“No. Maybe it’s Lu and Raj?”

“Lu would’ve used her key.”

“True. You weren’t expecting anyone?”

“No.” She groaned and stood. “God, I hope it’s not my mother.”

“Did you tell her about us?”

“Omigod, no! If I tell her I have a live-in boyfriend, she’ll accuse me of trying to steal the spotlight from her wedding. I haven’t texted my dad the news either.” She pushed her hair out of her eyes. “I’m selfish. This is our time. We’ve waited long enough for it.”

The doorbell rang three more times.

“Impatient, whoever it is.” I followed her to the entryway.

Sierra opened the door.

Kyler, Hayden and Anton were on the steps with four pizza boxes and a twelve-pack of soda. Kyler studied us both, head to toe. Then he grinned. “Doesn’t look like we’re interrupting anything important.”

“Not that we’d leave even if you’d answered the door in your robes,” Hayden added. “But we figured there’d be a chance of finding Boone strung up by his balls and who wants to miss that kind of entertainment?”

“Jesus, Hayden,” Anton said.

“Why are you here?” I asked.

“To watch football,” Ky said. “We brought food.”

“I see that. But what’s wrong with your TV?” Sierra asked.

“Nothin’. We just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

On one hand, fuck them for implying I’d ever hurt Sierra. On the other hand, thank fuck for them for looking out for her.

“Come in. There’s room on the coffee table for the food.” Sierra kissed Ky’s cheek as he walked past—and then socked him in the stomach.

“Hey! What was that for?”

“The kiss was for giving Boone a key to your room last night. The punch was for making me smuggle Miss Underage out from under the cops’ noses.” She propped her hands on her hips. “I can’t believe Mase is okay with all the parties you’ve had lately.”

“He’s not okay with it, especially not after last night and the cops showing up and busting people,” Ky said. “I never expected it’d get out of control so fast.”

“That’s what happens when you’re a football star,” Anton said. “Everyone wants to bask in the glory of your presence.”

Ky flipped him off.