Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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She texted her mother that she would be coming along, then hurried to pump. After changing into the dress, she brushed her hair out, realizing it had gotten longer without her notice. Left loose, it fell in soft waves past her shoulders. Quickly, she put on a minimum of makeup then dabbed perfume on her neck.

About to turn from the vanity, the earrings Moon had given her caught her eye. Shrugging, she put them on. Why not? It wasn’t like Moon had taken her any place special to wear them. To finish off, she grabbed a thin sweater and the milk, then left the bedroom.

Moon was sitting back on the couch. He had placed a blanket on the cushion next to him and was reading to Jace.

Unaware of his eyes watching her as she crossed the room to the kitchen, she placed the milk in the fridge.

“You look nice.”

She turned around at the compliment and walked to the couch. “Thank you.” Hunching down next to Jace, she lifted his shirt to blow bubbles on his stomach. Jace reacted the way he always did, with his tiny legs kicking and his face scrunching up into a happy smile.

“Mama loves her baby boy,” she crooned to him, nuzzling his neck. Then she placed a kiss on his cheek and rose when she heard her cell phone ringing.

“I put a fresh bottle in the fridge. If you need anything, just call. Good night.”

Moon caught her by the wrist. “Don’t I get a kiss?”

Leaning down, she brushed a kiss over his lips. When he tried to deepen the kiss, she pulled away.

“They’re waiting.”

“Have fun,” he called out after her.

“I will,” she called back, shutting the door. She was going to have some stinking fun, even if it killed her.

Her mom had been right; Sex Piston’s parents were trying to set her up. They had invited a smorgasbord of men in their acquaintance to a cookout at their house. From the different range of men, she also thought her mother wasn’t the only one they were trying to matchmake.

She was standing by herself, watching the men vie for her mother’s and sister’s attention. Sipping on a glass of iced tea, she watched in amusement as Lana became more and more flustered at the men gathered around her.

They had only been there about thirty minutes before Lana broke away and came to her side.

“Whoa!” she breathed out, grabbing the glass of tea from her hand.

“Too much?” She laughed.

“I thought two of them were going to start fighting for a minute there.”

“You said you wanted to get out more,” she reminded her. “They’re bikers, too. A couple of them are almost as good-looking as Moon.”

Larissa made a sarcastic sound with her lips. “There are several who are better looking.”

As they talked, she noticed Killyama shift in her seat at the patio table near them to blatantly listen.

“Just remember, my man is taken.” Killyama might have sounded like she was joking, but the threatening look in her eyes left the unmistakable impression that she wasn’t playing when it came to Train.

The subtle threat must have gone completely over Lana’s head.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Lana’s smile was friendly.

“I would—”

“Who’s the man with the long brown hair?” Larissa decided to save her sister in case she slipped up and said the wrong thing.

“That’s Jesus. Train invited him.”

“Who’s the man talking to Mom?” Lana asked, her prolonged gaze centered toward their mother, who was making her interest obvious.

“That’s Keller. That dude is out of both of your mother’s and your league,” Killyama answered.

“Why?”

“Just take my word for it. He’s from the Ohio branch of The Last Riders, or he used to be. He just got out of the service. Train said he’s trying to decide if he wants to join again or go his own way.”

“I can see that,” Larissa mused out loud. “He seems to be the type of man who wants to do his own thing.”

Killyama regarded her as if dissecting if she was interested in Keller or not.

“Moon decided not to come?” Killyama asked.

“No, he’s watching the baby.”

“He didn’t care you came?”

Larissa took her tea back from Lana. “No,” she admitted huskily, still hurt at the picture of the woman riding on his bike.

“He know how many people would be here?” Killyama perceptively stared her down.

“I told him that Sex Piston’s parents were having a game night, so he knew more people would be here other than my family.”

Killyama turned more fully toward her. “I bet he didn’t know so many bikers would be here.”

“He wouldn’t care,” she told her glumly, watching the ice in her glass melt. “We got into an argument before I left. That’s why I called and asked if I could come.”

Surprise filled Lana’s expression. “You didn’t say anything on the way over here.”


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