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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He didn’t miss Larissa folding her arms on the table, blocking the swell of her belly from view, but forced a polite smile on his face. “Larissa, I haven’t seen you in town lately.” Moon greeted her as if it was pure happenstance that he was there in the crowded restaurant. “How have you been doing?”

“Well,” she said in a strangled voice. “You?”

“Good.” Moon didn’t let his gaze drop. “You living in Jamestown now?”

“I …”

Moon could read in the fear in her eyes as she decided how to answer.

“I…” she continued to stutter.

“You mind leaving, Moon?” Sex Piston spoke out sharply. “We’re trying to have a girls’ day out, so beat it. No dicks allowed.”

“In that case, I wouldn’t want to disturb your ladies’ meal. Larissa”—Moon gave her a determined smile—“we can catch up after your meal. I’d like a few words outside when you’re finished.”

Sex Piston glared at him. “What in the fuck don’t you get? A girls’ day out means the whole fucking day. Besides, she doesn’t want to talk to you, anyway, do you?”

Larissa’s fear-filled eyes switched from his to Sex Piston, who must have given her the reassurance she needed.

“No, I don’t.”

“Larissa, look at me.”

Slowly, she turned her gaze back to his.

“We need to talk.”

“All right, give me your number, and I’ll call you later.”

“You have my number. I gave it to your mother.” His eyes dared her to lie about her mother giving her his number.

“I meant I don’t have it with me. I can call you when I get home.”

“And exactly where is that?” he asked in a pseudo-sweet tone.

“Jet!”

Moon felt the floor move as heavy footsteps came up behind him. It was the man who gave him beef about cutting the line.

“Yeah?” he asked Sex Piston.

“This motherfucker won’t leave us alone.”

Jet turned to face him. “You going to leave, or are we going to have a problem?”

Moon glanced around the restaurant. Everyone was watching, thanks to Sex Piston’s loud-ass mouth.

“I’ll leave. I’ll wait outside for you, Larissa. Like I said, we need to talk. There’s no reason to make this difficult, is there?” he asked meaningfully.

“Jet …” Sex Piston growled out.

Moon saw Jet’s hand moving toward him. “I let you touch me once and let you get away with it. Touch me again, and I’ll take you out.”

Jet dropped his hand. Then, leaning slightly forward, he muttered under his breath, “You really want to start a fight where two pregnant women could get hurt?”

Moon’s jaw clenched. It went against his grain to back down, but he did.

“I wouldn’t count on me doing this again,” Moon warned him.

Jet gave him a look that told him he had received the message.

“I’ll be outside, Larissa.” Moon left the restaurant. He got on his bike, rode around the door, then positioned himself on the side where he could see into the restaurant where Larissa was sitting.

Lighting a cigarette, he decided to give her until he finished his cigarette before going back inside. He would send Jet flying out the fucking window …

As he smoked, he planned exactly how he was going to do it when the roar of motorcycles could be heard coming down the street.

Moon narrowed his eyes to find Stud, the president of the Destructors, riding lead in front of his men. One by one, they rolled into the parking lot, stopping in front of him.

Looking past Stud, Moon could see Sex Piston’s gloating smile through the window.

The bitch had just raised the ante.

CHAPTER THIRTY

“Stud.”

“Moon.”

“I guess I don’t need to ask why you’re here.”

“I guess not.”

“All I want to do is talk to her.”

“She doesn’t want to talk to you.”

The back and forth was getting him nowhere.

“Larissa took off without telling me she was pregnant.”

Stud leaned a forearm on his handlebars. “Brother, I feel for you, I really do.” He nodded his head toward the restaurant. “Unfortunately, Larissa is under the protection of the Destructors, which means if she doesn’t want to talk, she doesn’t have to.”

“You’re giving her protection? Why?”

“Not that I have to explain shit to you …” Stud placed his other forearm on his handlebars, giving the impression of being laidback, but Moon wasn’t stupid. “Larissa is Killyama’s midwife, she did a solid for Crazy Bitch, and my old lady likes her. So do I.”

“Enough to go to war over her?”

“The question is: is she worth going to war when there are much easier ways to get what you want without leading to a conflict between our clubs?”

Moon put out his cigarette with the heel of his boot.

Stud had fought his way to become the president of the Destructors. His brother was president of the Blue Horsemen and was considered an ally of The Last Riders. If he started a fight with Stud, it could be Viper’s final straw to throw him out of the club.


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