Waiting for Beth by Cameron Hart

BETH:
I’m still healing, still reeling, really, from the hell that has been the last eighteen years of my life. I was practically born into The Guardians, a cult that was recently taken down by Chaos MC. The leaders are on trial numerous accounts of abuse, tax evasion, and murder. I’m stuck in purgatory, waiting to testify before starting my life. If I’m honest, I think I’m more scared of my new life than I am of giving my testimony. I’ve never had a choice, and now my freedom is debilitating. I’m painfully shy, everything scares me these days, and I hate that about myself. The one bright spot in my dark and depressing life is Dominic. He saved me. His visits are the highlight of my week, but he’s far too handsome, too kind, too good to be real, and definitely out of my league. I have no idea what my future holds, but I can’t imagine a life without Dom. But that’s just a fantasy, right?

DOMINIC:
I’ve loved Beth since the first time I saw her, first time I held her, over two months ago. We were in the middle of a war-zone with my club destroying the cult that somehow set up camp in our backyard. Yet, in the middle of the madness, gunshots, and terror, those big blue eyes captured me and haven’t let me go since. I want so much more than our weekly visits when I drop off supplies for her and the other women waiting to testify. I want her in my arms every night, I want to wake up to her every morning. I want to touch her and kiss her and run my fingers through her hair. I want to taste every inch of her sweet little body. I want to give her so much pleasure that she’ll be as addicted to me as I already am to her. But for now, I can be patient. It’s never been a strong suit of mine, but Beth has a way of bringing out a lot of things in me I didn’t know I was capable of. She’s still healing and I can’t compromise her well-being just because I can’t keep it in my pants. But make no mistake, I WILL claim Beth. My perfect angel. My little bird. It’s only a matter of time…