ROMANCE: BAD BOY ROMANCE: Love Fight (Bad Boy College Alpha Male Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Romance Short Stories)

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Author: Aubrey Moyes
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worried that Timothy was telling the truth and that Joseph was nearby. He didn’t want to risk looking around and that would’ve been the last thing that he would ever do. Being with Lila had made him see the life had passed him by. He thought that he was living in the moment, but he was mostly just going through the motions. Killing had been more of an instinctual need and not something that he enjoyed. He had convinced himself that killing was the only thing that he knew. He couldn’t think of anything that he would want to do, but that was untrue. He had always had that exit strategy, but had thought that he would be using it to escape the retaliation of some young professional that was just getting his feet wet.

Chapter 3
    Timothy felt like it was either now or never. He was losing his edge and his lids were drooping with the loss of blood that was telling him that his heart was slowing down to a few beats a minute. He turned quickly and pulled the trigger
              Jordan was lucky that the bullet that he had taken downstairs had made him favor his left arm. Thankfully, that was not his shooting arm. He fired a short burst from the automatic weapon that he had in his possession.
    The impact of the bullets made Timothy propel onto the dining room table. He was going to die anyway and decided to take one last shot at immortality. Killing somebody like Jordan would have cemented his reputation even in death. Unfortunately, his last hurrah had only succeeded in bringing him his own shroud of death. He lay there looking up and he was feeling the life extinguish, but he to smile at Jordan. He was actually holding his hand at the time that the death knell came to collect him.
    Jordan looked into Timothy’s eyes and then there was nothing, but a cloudy essence of what he used to be. He swallowed hard not believing that he actually felt something for a man that was here to kill him.
    He let go of his lifeless hand and went over to where the bullet had gone off into the ceiling. He was able to shoot first and that made Timothy’s aim go wild. He looked at the smoking indentation of that bullet in the ceiling. He smiled thinking that for the first time in the history of the horsemen that somebody had taken them to task. He certainly didn’t do it alone. He saw the figure of a womanly form that had caught him in the snare of her love.
    “I know that you feel bad about what you had to do, but it was necessary. The university is not too far away and I think that I’m ready to do what needs to be done.” She saw the man leaning to the side. His shoulder was pretty much out of commission. It was hanging there by his side and he would be lucky that he didn’t have any kind of permanent nerve damage. “ I would love to stay here with him, but I’ve been sleepwalking through my life and that ends today. The only way to make this right is to make sure Jamison isn’t able to collect on the bounty on our head.”
    “I shouldn’t feel anything for these people, but for some reason I do. I blame you for that.” At first, he was angry, but he was only angry at himself for allowing her to have that effect on him. “I can’t change what has happened. It’s not like I can go back in time. We still have work to do. I didn’t want you to get your hands dirty, but I am glad that you’re not some frail flower that needs me to hold her hand all the time. I think I knew that you were stronger than that when you shot that bullet and gave Dylan something to remember you by. He probably doesn’t even know who took the shot, but we both know and I think that is all that matters.”
    They didn’t go out the front door and they heard people outside and the sound of the distance sirens getting closer. “There’s no way for us to clean this mess up. I have this feeling that your prints are not exactly on file with the authorities. If they were to find mine, then they might put some of the pieces into the right puzzle. They’ve

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