Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 12073 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12073 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
“Get some sleep. I’ll be here in the morning. We have church, so if you can’t find me that’s where I’ll be.”
She stretches her arms over her head and yawns. When she’s settled again, she asks, “Is tomorrow Sunday? I thought it was Friday. How long was I out for?”
I chuckle. I swear I’ve laughed more with her in one day than I have in months. “Church is just a club meeting. It’s in the big room next to my office. It’s patched members only, but if you need me someone can get me for you.”
“Okay.” She yawns again. “Good night.”
“Night.”
Chapter 5
Avery
I slept better last night than I have in a lifetime. At one point in the middle of the night, I rolled over and wrapped myself around Jeremy. He seems to have slept through it, but the heat and safety of his arms almost has me wishing I would have stayed there. Once I moved away, I felt a cold chill the rest of the night.
I stretch and rise up on the bed, looking around the bare room. Besides the large bed and dresser, there’s not much else to it. There are some shopping bags on the dresser with a note attached. I get out of bed and the chill hits me so I wrap the blanket around me and pad over to the dresser.
Picking up the note, I read, “I had one of the twinkies get you some clothes. I’ll take you shopping later for more and whatever else you need. Don’t leave the clubhouse.”
I roll my eyes thinking really, where the hell am I going to go?
I pull the tags off my new clothes and thank goodness there’s even a new package of underwear. There’s a bra, but I guess they were being cute and bought me a 36A, knowing good and well that that’s not what I wear. I put on my bra from yesterday, and then pull the shirt out of the bag. It’s a T-shirt with a cat on the front of it. Really? Who picked this shit out? Oh well, at least it fits. Next I pull out the new pair of jeans and when I see the size fourteen on the tag, I wad them up and throw them back in the bag. I walk over to my clothes I had on yesterday and slip on my size eighteen jeans. At least they put in a toothbrush. After taking care of business in the bathroom, I slide on my sandals and open the door to hopefully get something to eat and maybe see Jeremy.
As soon as I open the door, I see a man standing there with his arms across his chest. “Hey, I’m Rancher.”
“Uh, I’m Avery.” I look up at him with his cowboy hat and the tattoos up and down his arms. Okay, he’s a cowboy in a motorcycle club. Maybe that’s normal, what do I know? “Did you need something?”
“Nope.”
I nod at him and start walking toward the kitchen but stop when I see he’s following me. “Uh, what are you doing?”
The corners of his lips curve up just slightly, but just as quickly they flatten out. “Sniper told me to keep an eye on you. Make sure no one bothered you.”
I nod my head at him. “Aren’t you supposed to be at church?”
He lifts his shoulder in a shrug. “He made an exception.”
My stomach growls then and Rancher’s face breaks out into a big smile. “We better get you fed.”
My face heats, but I simply follow him to the kitchen.
Sniper
“Okay, so does everyone have it? Brick, you’re going lead on this. Me, Rancher, and Rider will go with you. I want him finished along with anyone that gets in our way.”
Brick stands up. “Got it, Pres. Widowmaker in effect. After seeing Avery yesterday, this is an easy order to enforce. We ride out in one hour.”
“Church dismissed,” I call out and watch as everyone stands to leave. “Hey, Brick, if Avery’s up, have Rancher bring her here for me.”
“Got it,” he calls out.
I watch as everyone files out of the room. I didn’t talk to Avery about any of this, and I don’t know if I will. I did what I thought needed done. I’m not used to answering to anyone. Having her in my bed all night, I barely slept. At one point she curled up against me and I had to fight hard to not wrap my arms around her and pull her into me. It would have been so easy to pull her up on top of me. But I stopped myself. When it happens, and hell yeah, it’s going to happen, I don’t want anything, namely her husband, hanging over her head.
Rancher walks in a while later and Avery is following behind. She has two plates in her hands. She smiles up at Rancher and thanks him before he shuts the door.