The Bodyguard (Silver Spoon MC #10) Read Online Loni Ree, Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Biker, Insta-Love, MC, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors: , Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Loni Ree
Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
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Every damn minute I spend with her, I fall deeper. I love her harder. It's sickening, really. No wonder my brothers are insufferable shiny, happy people all the goddamn time. No wonder they wanted to murder me every time I flirted with their wives. Just the thought of one of them teasing Bella like I teased their wives makes me homicidal.

I probably owe them apologies. Not that the fuckers are getting them or anything. They've been insufferable shiny, happy people. And they've been getting laid regularly. I've been sleeping alone for a year and a half while Bella existed in another state. That's punishment enough for my pain-in-the-ass ways.

Crash butts his head against my thigh, silently demanding attention.

I lean down to scratch his ears.

"You're staying behind again today, buddy," I murmur, breaking the bad news to him. "I need you to keep an eye on shit here."

He huffs out a breath, glancing toward the stairs.

"I'll bring her back," I promise. He's obsessed with her. When it's just the two of us, he sleeps on the couch. With Bella here, he sleeps in the bedroom. I had to put a blanket down on her side of the bed to keep him off the bed. He sleeps right beside her, watching over her.

She's been sleeping peacefully for the most part. When she drifts too far away, the nightmares start. As soon as I get her back in my arms, her mind settles. We haven't talked about it again since the first night, but I think she knows there's a reason for that. She belongs here with me, plain and simple.

Mac Sterling isn't going to like it, but that's too bad for him. She's mine to care for now. If she really wants to move back to Tennessee, I'll go with her. Whatever she needs to be happy. But one way or another, her future is with me. I don't care if that's here or if it's there so long as she's with me where she belongs.

Though, truthfully, I'm hoping she'll want to stay here at least part-time. The last thing I want to do is split up her and her twin, but Silver Spoon Falls is home for me. The place is in my blood. When I envision my future, it's always been here.

"I'm ready, Tiny."

I glance up to watch her bounce down the stairs. Well, I watch her tits bounce.

She lands at the bottom like an angel, smiling sweetly. "Where are we going?"

Hacker has us a secure line so she can video chat with her family, but I decide not to tell her. If anything goes wrong between here and there and we have to reschedule the call, I don't want to break her heart. She's had it broken far too many times already. But I hope like hell we don't have to reschedule, and she can talk to her family today. She needs to hear from her sister. Thinking she's mad at her is weighing heavily on my girl. The tension between her and Mac is weighing on her too. Until they hash their shit out, she won't be able to settle.

"You'll see," I say, reaching for her hand.

Crash whines, a mournful, self-pitying sound.

"Aww, Crash," Mischief coos, stopping to scratch his ears. "Keep the couch warm for me, big guy. We'll be back soon to hang out."

Crash rolls his eyes to the side, giving me a look full of satisfaction. My goddamn dog is a con artist. Not that I blame him or anything. Maybe I should take a page from his book and pout so she rubs on me. It's a plan with definite merit.

"Where are we going? What are we doing?" she peppers me with questions all the way to the garage. And while we mount the bike. I'm pretty sure she's still asking them when we take off. She's relentless and eager. I fucking love it. Despite everything she's been through, she's still fearless and curious, her spirit untamed.

When I pull up in front of Hacker's office fifteen minutes later, he's waiting out front. I park across two spaces in the parking lot and then stand to steady the bike for Bella to dismount. She swings her leg over and hops gracefully to the ground, already working on the strap beneath her chin to remove the helmet.

"Where are we?" she asks as soon as it's off, looking all around.

Hacker's office is crammed between a boutique and a doctor's office. There are no signs out front, nothing that states what the building is or what type of business is conducted within. The glass windows are tinted so dark you can't see through them, and everything is locked up tighter than Fort Knox. He has millions of dollars of computer equipment inside, and access to God only knows how many top-secret systems.


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