Halligan To My Axe Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Heroes of Dixie Wardens MC #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 80391 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
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“It’s either you laugh or cry, and we made a pact ten years ago that neither one of us would cry about our disabilities.” Viddy confirmed.

“Disabilities?” Trance asked with a raised brow.

“Yes, I’m blind and Adeline’s stupid.” Viddy said with a straight face.

“I am not stupid! I’m a science teacher; how much smarter do I have to be?” She laughed and threw a chip at her sister.

Trance caught it and popped it in my mouth, while Viddy smiled at him, knowing he’d done something to thwart her sister’s attack.

“Do y’all have family?” Viddy asked Trance and me.

“No,” Trance answered. “Kettle has a sister, though.”

I was saved from having to talk about my eccentric sister when the food arrived, causing the table to lapse into silence.

“Damn,” Viddy said as she felt her food. “They didn’t cut it up like I asked.”

I looked at her plate of parmesan chicken and realized how truly hard it would be to be blind.

I’d never thought that being blind meant you couldn’t see to cut up your food. It’d never occurred to me.

Sure, the usual about not seeing where you walk and not being able to drive had occurred to me, but it’d never struck me how hard just simple everyday tasks, such as cutting your food up, could be.

“I got it. Here,” Trance said as he started cutting up Viddy’s chicken.

I didn’t watch Trance or Viddy, though; I watched Adeline.

I’d learned a lot about her tonight, and each new thing I learned made me more and more curious as to what made her tick. What made Adeline, Adeline.

Dinner passed in relative swiftness after that, and we were heading out to the parking lot less than an hour after arriving.

Trance offered to drive Viddy straight home, and Viddy accepted.

We’d said our goodbyes before Adeline came to a stop beside my Harley Soft Tail.

“This is really pretty. It reminds me of my dad’s old one.” Adeline said as she ran her hand along the shiny gray paint.

“He didn’t ride ever again?” I asked as I handed her the helmet.

“Yes and no,” she shook her head. “We were never around when he did.”

I’d witnessed quite a few motorcyclists over the years that never rode again after a bad accident. It wasn’t unheard of and didn’t surprise me in the least. After an accident of any type, there comes that time where you get back on just to say you did; but for some, that courage just isn’t there.

I nodded in understanding, and mounted the bike before offering her my hand.

She took it and settled herself against my back, pressing her soft breasts against me, igniting a fire in me that I’d not felt in a very long time.

I hadn’t been aware that a certain something was missing until I saw my best friend get it, making me realize that I needed to get my head on straight or life would pass me right by.

I was thirty-four, and not getting any younger.

I wanted kids. A wife. And a place to call home, not just a house.

I wanted what Sebastian had.

What I’d almost had once.

And with Adeline wrapped around me on the ride home, I felt that, maybe, I could find that with her.

Pulling into the apartment’s lot, I parked the bike in my assigned spot, and shut off the bike before dismounting.

“Jesus, but that seat sucks,” Adeline said as she swung her leg over the bike.

I laughed. “Sorry, girl. It’s only a small pad. You keep riding with me and I’ll see about getting something different.”

“Thanks. I don’t know what the point in having a pad there is. I felt like I was riding on the back wheel. Didn’t notice it so much before when we were looking for my sister, but now I’m feeling it.”

I smirked. “It ain’t called a p-pad for nothing, girl. Seriously, all it’s meant to do is keep your pussy off the fender and not much more. Hence why it’s called the pussy pad.”

Her face flamed when I said pussy, and didn’t stop flaming as she gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and hightailed it up her stairs.

“Night, Kettle!” She called from the top and then entered her apartment, closing it quietly behind her.

It wasn’t until I was in my room shedding my clothes, and hanging up my vest that I realized that she hadn’t asked about my cut.

I knew she had to have noticed that I was wearing it. Hell, her tits had been plastered up against my back the entire time, right up against my colors. It wasn’t as if I was hiding it.

I was proud to be a member of the Dixie Wardens MC. I’d have told her everything I could have if she’d asked, but she hadn’t. She hadn’t given the cut a second glance. She hadn’t stared at it in disgust, as Annalise had. She acted like it was just a part of who I was.

Which made me wonder...was this an okay thing in her book, or was she just that unobservant?

Chapter 4

If you don’t understand how a woman could love her sister but also want to kill her, you probably were an only child.

-Adeline to a coworker

Adeline

“Oh, fuck.” I breathed as I entered The Tug and Chug, one of the only bars in Benton, and stopped abruptly.

Viddy, who’d been following closely behind me, came to a stop abruptly as well. By way of her face hitting my shoulder.

“Owww,” Viddy whined. “That hurt. Why’d you stop?”

Viddy’s cane that she normally used started flailing wildly between my legs, making me yelp and jump to escape it.

Oh, and drawing the attention of my neighbor who currently had his arms wrapped around a blonde woman from behind.

A very beautiful woman.

I grabbed Viddy’s cane that was thrashing between my legs like a snake with its head cut off, and firmly yanked it from my sister’s hands.

“Stop,” I hissed. “It’s my neighbor, and he has his hands around a woman.”

I hadn’t realized he was seeing anyone.

Every time I’d seen the man in the last week since he’d help rescue my sister, he’d never had anyone but the other men in his club with him.


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