Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63194 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
She’d ended up telling Shel and Jewel her life story one night during a drunken pity party, leaving all three of them tear stained and sharing a gallon of ice cream that they had hidden away. Then Jewel, in her drunken haze, had tried to jump on Hollywood from behind for a hug. She somehow missed his massive body and landed a few feet from where he was standing. So, the rest of the night was spent in hysterics on the floor.
She dreaded her Dad finishing his business with Fallen MC as her time with them and Duke would be up. She knew in every corner of her soul that she didn’t want to leave. Duke never made any mention of her staying at all and she dreaded having to separate from him. Nicole thought about bringing it up. She just didn’t have the nerve. She was afraid it would push him away and she didn’t want to be without him sooner than she had to, so, she never bought it up in conversation. Not that it’s easy to slip into such a discussion casually.
Nicole loved it when she was able to get him to smile or laugh. She loved how possessive he was of her and how he never tried to hide it, he’d grab and kiss her at every opportunity and didn’t take kindly to any comments coming her way from his brothers. She loved his loyalty to his club and the little bubble he and she had when they were on their own. Sure, he was a moody son of a bitch at times, rude, cantankerous and hot headed but she loved those things about him as well. She just plain and simple loved him and wished she knew how he felt about her. A massive part of her was afraid to find out and happy to live in blissful ignorance. She’d heard from more than one source that Duke had always stated that he never wanted to settle down.
She was dreading next week when Duke and most of the brothers would be away for five days to a week and to make matters worse, Shel and Jewel were going on the run with them. She had no idea where exactly they were going or what they were doing. It was club business and it wasn’t for her to know. She accepted that. Nicole had a feeling she’d be spending most of her time in Duke’s apartment watching movies with Slam, who thankfully wasn’t going along. Shel said she thought she could have easily talked Prez around into letting her ride with Duke. However, if anyone from Riot MC saw her with them it could start a war they weren’t ready for. The last thing she wanted was to put anyone in danger.
Chapter seven
Nicole
It was coming up to the fifth night that they’d all been gone. Nicole hadn’t been able to speak to Duke because she still wasn’t allowed a phone no matter how much she’d begged and pleaded. She was thoroughly pissed off. She’d spent her morning with Slam watching Bad Boys after waking up feeling nauseous and achy. She’d had yet another shit sleep. Slam had been doing his best to keep her up beat. He was what she imagined having a big brother would be like. He was protective when brothers were around that she didn’t know very well, he never checked her out and while he made her laugh, he could annoy the piss out of her sometimes as well. She was sure she would have gone crazy if he wasn’t here. He gave her a brief update of how things were going with the run but never any specifics. She just wanted to know how Duke was, damn it!
Nicole always thought she wanted a quiet, simple life, now she knew she wanted this. The chaos, the close friends¸ the constant comings and goings of brothers in and out of the compound. The sound of tail pipes growling was comforting to her now. With everyone gone, especially Duke, she felt like she was missing a limb and the quiet was driving her mad. She didn’t feel whole. She was so excited for them all to come back.
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It was late evening and she was cleaning up the kitchen, it was in shambles since the brothers left. Cereal bowls, unwashed plates and cups covered nearly every surface. She hadn’t been doing her regular meals as much, she still cooked and left it for the few brothers and prospects that were there. The problem was they ate and left, leaving a garbage dump in their wake. She tackled the dishes and then the stove top which was coated in a layer of burnt food. It seemed the brothers lacked the basic skill of reheating food without it going everywhere.
While scrubbing the first cast iron burner she heard a throat clear behind her. She turned to find Helen and four other club sluts glaring at her. They were all regulars around the compound and she had seen them servicing the brothers in the bar or out in the yard from time to time. Not many brothers felt the need for privacy to get their rocks off. Some even seemed to prefer an audience. She couldn’t remember their names as she didn’t spend any time with them, but she knew Helen. She was always trying to sniff around Duke, not that he paid her any attention. She always had a bitchy insult or comment for her when no one was listening. Today though was not the day to mess with her. She missed Duke, felt like crap and just wanted to curl up in bed but the kitchen needed her attention first.
“You five sluts gonna help like you should be doing, or just stand there?” Yes she could have asked nicely, why should she though when they’d never extended the same courtesy to her? Was it petty?….yes. Did she give a damn?…..no.
“You seem to think you’re queen bitch here. Your nothing but a fat skank who Duke’ll scrape of his shoe when you gotta leave. You’re nothing, you’re a quick fuck and a novelty to him. As soon as you’re out the door he’ll come right back to me, like he always does.” Helen looked pleased with her little speech.