Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
This, is all they know, does that mean that we mistreat them for it? I told you to leave them alone.” She opened her mouth to tell me that shit about me telling her to handle shit again but she knew I wasn’t referring to this shit.
“Don’t even try it you knew I wasn’t talking about this shit. Now you’ve put me in a fucked up position, because to be fair to them I have to hurt you, and that pisses me the fuck off. “Lawton…”
“Go home.” I saw the tears gather and was fucking gutted. I waited until she walked away before turning to the others. “This shit ends today. I’m not a biker I don’t know fuck all about MC crews and calling women out their names and bullshit. This shit was forced on me due to circumstances beyond my control; as such this shit will be run my way.
No one here is to be mistreated I don’t give a fuck who they are. As long as they have been given entrance through those gates, until I say different, they’re family. Now these women usually take care of this shit whenever there is a get together. If you all want to join together and do this shit like rational fucking human beings, then so be it, otherwise put the fucking fire out right now.” What the fuck was so hard about that shit?
I was pissed the fuck off when I turned to walk away. I had no doubt that they would do what I said, but I’d already hurt her, which hurt the fuck out of me so there will be no celebration for me. Did she have to look like I’d gut punched her every time I said two words to her? I don’t know the first fuck about a wife, but I do know right from wrong.
Dana Sue had come from an abusive home, in fact that’s how I’d found her. So common sense says she should know better than to treat anyone with disrespect. Yet when it comes to the women on the ranch she gets her dander up. I know she wants them gone, she’s hinted at it more than once. But the women come with the territory.
When the men from around here decided that I was their leader the women came with them. Like I said, I’m not a biker but most of them were. They’d joined ranks because of their love for my dad and their hate for our mutual enemy and so I find myself the head of an impromptu family of bikers.
It was a weird mix. The men, who’d lived and worked on the ranch for years, were more cowboy than biker, but the two got along fine. But the women were a different ballgame altogether. And Dana Sue was a whole other breed. Yeah me!
I found her curled up in bed with tears streaming down her face, about what I’d expected. If I even look at her too hard she acts like I’ve betrayed her. I guess it’s going to take some time for both of us to get the hang of this marriage thing.
I kicked off my shoes and climbed into bed beside her, drawing her into my arms. I didn’t say anything for the longest, just held her and let her cry herself out. I keep telling myself to stop treating her with kid gloves, but then she does this shit and I’m back to seeing the young girl, broken and bruised on my front porch. It has been months since she first showed up here after her dad had worked her over. Sometimes it was hard to relate the two since she’d come such a long way from that girl. But underneath it all she was still that little girl who needed reassurance from me.
“Baby, stop that crying and listen to me. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings but you have to start listening to me when I talk. I’ve told you too many times to count that as my wife you can’t follow the others into every little hair-brained scheme they cook up. They don’t have the same responsibilities as you do. These men and women look to me for support and to lead them. You are an extension of me, so they’re looking to you for pretty much the same thing. Do you think you can get that through your head?”
I squeezed her shoulder when she kept quiet but I didn’t stop there. We’re a family here, these people had stood beside me at my lowest and darkest, it wouldn’t be fair to throw them out now. Before Clay, Brand and Travis’ women had moved here, it was the sheep that held down the fort.
They’d cooked and cleaned for the men, kept the home fires burning so to speak. I didn’t look too deeply into the lives they led other than to make sure no one fucked with them on my watch. What they chose to do was on them they’re all adults. But just because they’d chosen to lead less than stellar lives didn’t mean we had to treat them like scum.