Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Bec had dealt with her own run of bad luck with Trevor and his mother. They’d both put Cat and Bec through hell, but that was done. I made sure of that. I hadn’t told Bec about my visit to the prison and never planned to. The way I saw it, Trevor was a problem, and I dealt with him. End of story.
When I finally arrived at Bec’s place, I was pleased to see her car in the driveway. I pulled in behind her and parked, then rushed up to the front door and knocked. Seconds later, it opened, and Bec appeared with a warm smile on her face. “Hey there, beautiful. How was the funeral?”
“It was really nice. The church was absolutely packed. It was good to see that his family had so many people who cared about them.”
“Good. Glad to hear that.”
“What are you doing here?” Her brows furrowed. “I thought we were meeting over at your place.”
“We were, but I decided to come pick you up.” I motioned my head behind me. “I thought I’d take you for a ride.”
“Today?”
“No time like the present.” Cat was spending the night at her grandparents, so I figured this would be the perfect time to ease Bec’s concerns about moving in with me. I pointed to her feet. “You might wanna throw on some boots and grab a jacket.”
She looked down at her open-toed shoes and grimaced. “Oh, okay. Give me a second.”
“Might wanna change into some jeans, too.”
“Anything else?”
“Layers are always good.”
After scurrying around upstairs for almost ten minutes, Bec finally came back down, and she looked like she was about to go skiing in all her winter garb. I chuckled as I took in her oversized coat and thick gloves. “It’s almost sixty degrees out and sunny.”
“You said to layer up, so I layered up! Besides, I’ll probably freeze on the back of that bike.”
I leaned towards her and kissed her. “I’ll keep you warm, baby.”
“Yeah, I bet you will.” Rebecca opened her coat as she sassed, “Good thing I have all these layers.”
“I’m gonna look forward to peeling you out of all those layers tonight.” I gave her a swift slap on the ass, then said, “Now, get moving, hot stuff. We’re losing daylight.”
“Okay, okay. I’m coming.”
She closed and locked the door, then followed me over to my Harley. As I helped her put on her helmet, she asked, “So, where are you taking me on this ride of yours?”
“You’ll see.”
She gave me a skeptical look, then climbed on behind me.
She slipped her arms around my waist and held tight as I eased out of the driveway and raced onto the main road. Unlike the time before, she was a little tense, and I could feel her grip tighten every time I hit a turn or kicked up the speed. But she never complained. She just sat back and took it all in.
Eventually, she loosened her hold on my waist, and I could tell she was getting a feel for things and starting to enjoy the ride. As we got closer to our destination, her body tensed once again. The second we came upon a red light, she eased up and put her mouth up to my ear. “Are we going where I think we’re going?”
“We are.”
“You didn’t give me any warning or time to prepare?”
“You’re the one who said you never met the brothers.”
“And you said I had!”
Before I could respond, the light turned green, and we were off again.
I pulled through the gate and parked, and we both got off my bike and removed our helmets. As she started peeling off some of her layers, she had an apprehensive expression on her face. Knowing she was still a little concerned about meeting the guys, I tried to ease her mind. “You got nothing to worry about, babe. The guys are gonna like ya. Hell, they already do. Now, they’re just gonna like you that much more. You’ll see.”
“I certainly hope so.”
I reached for her hand and led her inside.
It was a Sunday afternoon, so most of the guys were gathered in the family room watching football while the girls were in the kitchen making dinner. I knew it would be a lot for her to take in all at once, but I figured it was the best way to at least meet everyone. It would also give me the chance to let the boys know that I’d finally claimed myself an ol’ lady.
I had to admit it felt a little strange entering the clubhouse with Bec by my side. I’d been walking into that club for over twenty years and never once had a woman with me. It was a bit surreal.
As we stepped into the family room, I slipped my hand around Bec’s waist and led her over to the guys. Lynch was the first one to notice that we’d approached. He looked at me and then over to Bec. He studied us both for a moment, then said, “Ah, hey, Prez. Who you got there with ya?”