Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“After that you’re going to be so fed up of talking you’ll be begging for me to talk.”
He pulled out of her pussy, and gathered her up in his arms.
“Hardy, what are you doing?”
“We’re going to have a wash. It has been a long day, and I know how much you hate sleeping after we’ve been out without a wash.” He carried her through to their bathroom, and with her in his arms, Hardy knew he could face anything, and not crumble.
The only woman who he had ever loved was in his arms, and he was more determined than ever to make sure she was going to stay.
Chapter Ten
“Are you sure she’s ready?” Hardy asked, checking out the last of the decorations. The clubhouse had been opened up, and Millie was helping Angel as they placed up the last of the pink banner. Angel was dressed in a beautiful blue prom dress that really contrasted with her hair, highlighting the blonde tresses. Hardy saw Lash was close watching his woman, and beside him was their son, Anthony. The kid was nearly in school, and Hardy couldn’t believe how much time had passed. It didn’t seem that long ago when Angel was giving birth, and Anthony was coming home to a family that loved him.
The club had couples, and all the kids were also dressed for the prom, and it was just a cute-fest.
“Hey, man,” Gash said, coming to slap him on the back. He turned to see his friend was also dressed in a tux for the event.
“You’re still here. Whizz told me he gave you what he needed.”
“He did, and now I can wait a few days. I’ve got to see this prom through, meet Sally, and then I’m gone. I’m not going to be around for your kid coming into the world.” Gash thrust his hands into his pockets. “I’ve got what I need, and I’ll be gone after today.”
“What’s the plan? Stalk the woman in the hope of her leading her to where you want to go?” Hardy asked.
“Pretty much. I want to know if Charlotte knows where she is.”
“Who is this woman?”
“Charlotte?”
“Her, and the other woman. You’ve never said her name, and it’s so fucking long ago, I can’t remember her name.” Hardy turned in time to see Gash clench his teeth. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories.”
“It’s okay. The memories are always there. They’re never going to disappear. The woman’s name who sent me down, accusing me of rape and murder, is Rebecca Charleston.” Gash tightened his hand around the glass bottle he was drinking from. “She’s the bitch who sent me down, along with the cop she was fucking.”
Hardy didn’t need to ask about the cop. He remembered him. “Who is Charlotte?”
“She was Rebecca’s roommate. A cute, chubby little thing. She reminded me a little of a mouse, and I used to call her that, mouse.” Gash smiled. “I thought she would come to the trial telling what had happened, save me. She never did. I didn’t even get a fucking visit from her.”
“What if there was a problem?”
“Charlotte knew the score between Rebecca and me. She watched the bitch beg me to make love to her. Rebecca had a thing about being watched. The guy they accused me of killing I’d never even met.”
“I’m sorry, man.”
“Don’t worry. They’re all going to know what it’s like to be fucked with. I’ve got every intention of fucking with them.”
Hardy nodded. “Do me a favor, Gash, be careful.”
“What do you mean?”
“It means that I know you, and I know this path you’re heading down. You need your revenge, and the only way for you to get that is to hurt a woman. Hurting women is not what you’re about.” Hardy went to run fingers through his hair, and stopped when he remembered his hair was in fact done for the prom. “When you hurt a woman, it takes you to a new level.”
“You’ve never killed a woman.”
“I’ve hurt the woman I love. I’ve hurt Rose at every angle there is. I’m a mean motherfucker for what I’ve done to her, and I hate myself for it. There’s nothing I can do to change that. I really wish there was, but there’s not. I’m changing. I’m becoming the man for her.”
“You can’t change the fact you’re a biker.”
“I know, but I can change the kind of man she has. She changed for me. Rose gave me a shot in the beginning, and it’s time I gave her back what she gave me. I love her. She’s my heart and soul.”
“What are you getting at?” Gash asked.
“If you go down this path of murder with Charlotte, and even with Rebecca, it could finally take you away from what you know. It’ll stop you from ever experiencing love.”