Page 23 of Her Biker Daddy

“How? She was on the back of your bike, clinging to you, laughing her head off when we went past you on our way into town, Pres,” Spawn returns.

“We were on our roads on the property. A ride happens out there,” I remind them, jutting my chin towards town, “where there are cops that will be more than happy to make a fuss.”

“Why? No one’s found the two yet. I haven’t even heard rumors that they’ve found that the car was caught on cameras in the city,” Meyer adds. “You think Everly’s going to be scared of some cops if they try to make trouble for us on a ride because of what happened? Cause I mean, shit man, we all heard her tell Lori that you killing those two made her hot. So, her being scared of some cops when there’s all of us for protection doesn’t sound right.”

I glance down the hallway towards the front of the office space, not seeing anyone but I’m not taking chances just yet. “Close the door,” I tell Cash who’s closest and when he’s back in his seat, I look around at my brothers, knowing they have to be on board with this for it to work. “One of the reasons I didn’t immediately bring Everly home with me last year is because of what some of the others have mentioned.”

“That she’s way too fucking sweet for your rough, tatted, pierced ass?” Victors says with a chuckle, and I smirk a bit at that.

“Yeah, I knew she was innocent, could see it, but if that’s all it was, I wouldn’t have held off for so long. It’s the rest of what I saw, what she let everyone see that I was worried about,” I admit, making a few brows lift my way. “She never let that calm, happy, peaceful front slip in public. All I could see was the light that shines from her and the thought of taking that away from her with all of the shit that goes along with this life made me pause.”

“You figured she was too good for you, to be a biker’s old lady. That she’d run tail or straight to the cops if she knew how we handle disputes, or how you became Pres,” Spawn says, and I nod.

“When I saw those cops with their hands on her, I knew they were dead, even if I had to do it at another time rather than immediately, they were dead men walking already for putting their paws on her. I already knew I’d run any bastard that came near her through with my knife, so my anger was completely unleashed with what I came across. Getting Everly somewhere safe was my first priority though, and when both of them were out cold, I went to go find her, only to almost run straight over her. One taste of her lips and I wasn’t about to walk away, and she didn’t even blink an eye when I said I was going to take care of them.

“I saw a light in her eyes when I got back to her, and when she told me the truth about her mother and her boyfriends, there was no way I was letting her go. There are a few bastards I’ll be searching for, to make them disappear entirely, but that’s only the beginning,” I add seeing the looks tossed between the others. “She’s been through hell growing up. Everyone assumed her mother didn’t know who her father is, but that was a lie. She knew and threatened to tell the entire town, which resulted in her getting some money to get her through the pregnancy and when Everly was a baby. When she went back for more, he’d gotten something on her that kept her quiet, but Everly always knew who he was and was punished for it through whatever channel he could push.”

“It’s one of the bigwigs at the police department, isn’t it?” Tonka says and I shake my head surprising them. “No? I mean with the concern with the ride and cops coming for us…”

“We were at the grocery store the day after I brought her home. She was out of my sight for less than a minute before she hurried back towards me, terrified. I didn’t know what it was about, until the chief of police turned the corner all casual as shit, and I knew she was scared of something he’d done. She’s stronger than you know, but she was scared and that pissed me off, made me want to take him out right then and there, but we were in the middle of town, and I knew I couldn’t do it yet,” I admit.

“He’s not…” Meyer says, and I shake my head no again. “Thank the fuck, but what did he do then?”

“You remember what she was wearing that morning, the overall shorts,” I ask, and they nod, “she was bent over to grab a box of cookies, and he threatened to take her in for indecent exposure. Told her she could get lost in jail or sent to a prison where the guards like to have fun with the prisoners. She was shaking and admitted later that most of the bigshots in town know who her father is, and she was sure that he’d give them support if she ended up dead. The chief is one of them as well as his buddies in the department. So, as much as she was afraid that those two cops would rape her that night, she was more afraid that they’d kill her afterwards.”

“And still worried that cops might try to do it again, which is why you’re hesitant to do a ride,” Tonka says, and I confirm that statement with the lift of my chin.

“Come on, to support someone if they killed his own daughter?” Victors states, not buying it and I let out a sarcastic chuckle that just makes his brow rise higher.

“What’s one thing that someone would gladly kill for—other than love,” I add because the bastard definitely doesn’t know what that feeling is.

“Money, power, political gain,” Cash offers.

“Shit…holy shit, man,” Meyer says, and I see the knowledge in his eyes. “You can’t be fucking serious? Her father is…Adam Jackson is her father? The fucking mayor?”

“And the reason he’d gladly see her dead?” I state as the group just looks at me. “His parents left Jackson Distributing to the eldestbloodchild of the illustrious mayor. Everly’s nineteen, the twins are almost seventeen now. She gets recognized as his child, especially with a DNA test, the company becomes hers and the money that actually runs this town…disappears.”

“He plays poker with the chief of police, both of the county judges, six of the city councilmen…he has everyone in his back pocket,” Spawn says.

“More like in his pocketbook,” Cash states and I agree with that statement. “So, what are you going to do? I don’t see you running and hiding from the cops, Pres.”

“No, I’m not going to, but it has to be done in an intelligent way. I can’t just go run my knife through the bastards. That would get me put in jail and I’m not going to be away from Everly even if it would be worth it. The only way I can see getting herfather,” I sneer at the word, “and the cops and the rest of the crooks out of this town, is to go after the money.”

“Take the company, weaken their reach, and then lay siege to them,” Victors says with a nod. “You know we’re down for a fight, whatever it takes to protect the club—and protecting Everly, protects you.”

“Agreed,” Meyer states, but the rest of his comment is cut short by what I swear is a scream of ‘daddy’ and I’m out of my chair in a heartbeat, throwing open the door quickly.

This time, there’s no question of if I heard right. Everly’s scream rips through the quiet of the hallway and I turn the corner, moving faster than I have since I was twenty-something and running from the cops on foot. A bellow comes out of me, words unintelligible but the fury I feel is right at the edge of it.

“Dadd…” her cry is cut off as Grover shoves her up against the wall at the end of the hallway, his hand going over her mouth and I’m on him before the others hanging in the bar space we have in here can even reach the door.

“You fucking bastard!” I shout, grabbing his shoulder and swing him around, my free hand moving to steady Everly before guiding her behind me as I snap the arm he swings at me. I’m five inches taller than him, at least seventy pounds heavier, and the bone breaks as easily as a twig in the woods. Everything is painted red, and I shove him into the wall, my fist landing blow after blow to his stomach, my other hand on his throat holding him tight even as he struggles against it, trying to free himself with just one hand.

I pull him away from the concrete blocks that make up the wall, then slam him into it, his head snapping forward hard with the blow, disorienting him, and it ends his fight. He gurgles as he breathes and as much as I want to choke every last breath out of him, there’s something I need to do for my baby girl even more.

“Everly, come here, baby,” I urge her gently, keeping tight hold on the bastard as I turn my attention to her as she comes up until she’s just behind me and I reach back with my free hand, pulling her close to my side. “It’s okay, pretty girl. He’ll never see another day let alone be able to hurt you, but daddy needs to know you can keep yourself safe.”

“Daddy?” she whispers, her eyes meeting mine and the confusion there has me dropping soft kisses onto her wet eyes.

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