Turning Point: BBW Motorcycle Club Erotic Romance by Harmony Raines

right, it was Snake, come to take her back to his whorehouse, she bet.
    Waiting until he had long passed, she hit the road again and began walking. Cars passed her by, no one stopped, not that she wanted to risk getting into a car with a stranger now. There was no way to tell if any of Snake’s men were searching for her. However, she was in luck, there was a bus stop, and looking at the timetable showed her there would be one coming along in twenty minutes, so she sat down, and waited.
    ***
    Faith got back to her apartment, unbelievably tired, and completely dejected by the whole mess she had ended up in the middle of. She climbed in the shower, hoping to wash away all trace of Snake. The water helped to do that physically, but mentally there was no escape. Her body craved the feel of him, and the thought of never being with him again was almost too much to bear.
    He might have given up drug dealing, but the man himself was an addiction, and he had her hooked. Maybe that was what he did, seduced women and then controlled them, making them do what he wanted. In her opinion that was what men did, they had proved that to her over and over again.
    Switching off the shower, knowing she had been in there far too long, she put a robe on and went to the kitchen. Making some tea, she then piled several cookies on her plate, and went to sit in her rather dingy lounge.
    All she could think of was getting away from everything, going somewhere and starting again. If she worked her notice for Bernard, he would give her a good reference, and there was nothing else holding her back. These thoughts were freeing, she could go anywhere, and do anything, but would that be enough, could she put enough miles between her and Snake.
    There was only one way to find out.
    With her mind set, and a creeping excitement in her body, she went to clean her teeth, and try to get some sleep. As she put the toothpaste on her brush, she heard someone knock the door. Who could it be at this hour; the sun would be up over the horizon soon, most people would be in bed.
    It struck her then that perhaps Snake had come here for her. He obviously knew where she lived, because he had brought her home the night before. That had never crossed her mind until now, he knew exactly where to find her, and she had no defence against him. If he wanted to, he could kick the door in, him and his brothers.
    The knock turned into an incessant banging. This would wake her neighbours up, making her really popular, but she couldn’t answer it to him. Perhaps the police would be a better idea. Not that she wanted to involve them, but she had to keep herself safe. So she decided to shout a warning first.
    Going quietly to the door she stood and listened, trying to figure out how many of them were out there. It was hard above the racket they were making, but she made out a couple of different voices, and then realised they were both familiar.
    Pulling the door open, Rob nearly fell in.
    “What the hell are you doing here?” she hissed at them.
    “Tracking you down. Where have you been?” Stan asked, his face showing a little concern. “We’ve been trying to get hold of you all day.”
    “I was at work.” Her temper already rising.
    “So what happened?”
    “I got left to take the heat from that stunt you pulled.” Faith turned her glare on Rob.
    “I bet you enjoyed being centre of attention. Of course, if you’d been more careful they would never have caught you.” Rob had that superior sneer on his face again.
    Faith felt insulted by him, he didn’t give a damn about her, never had. “You’ll be glad to know you’ve won. I won’t be hanging around any more. I’ve learned my lesson, and I’m leaving.”
    “What?” Stan said in disbelief.
    “Running away,” Rob said, and Faith had never had such an urge to punch someone.
    “I don’t want a scene, so why don’t you leave. You got what you wanted, didn’t you?” Faith asked.
    “Yeah. Word soon got out that