Page 66 of Bound by Desire
Nox laughs. “Don’t give a fuck. Had a hell of an orgasm and ready to start this fuckin’ day.” He looks around the room, his eyes landing on me. “What do wehavehere?”
“Meeting. Now sit the fuck down,” Cooper chides hisbrother.
More men follow in. Jacks, Green, and then there’s Ryker. Jacks and Green were around when I was here four years ago. They weren’t patched at the time, and seeing them with their cuts now reminds me of so much I’vemissed.
“Aw, did you come to kiss and make up?” Ryker starts as I rise from mystool.
Austyn says the baby wasn’t his, but I’m not sure if I can believe it. The way he fucking looks at her, always having her in sight when she’s around. Then, when she’s not, he’s fucking anything and everything thatmoves.
“Heard you tapped that finepiece.”
“Call her a piece again, motherfucker, and I’llshowyou.”
“Testy.” He turns to the guys. “Must not have gotten laid thismornin’.”
“Woke up with Rylie’s mouth around my cock, so I’m good thanks. How’sAustyn?”
The room becomes electrified at my question, all attention comingtous.
Ryker’s nostrils flare. The man has tattoos on every inch of his body, at least that’s visible. Except for his face. That’s the only off limits for him, Iguess.
He steps into my space. “Fuckin’ put a lock onthatshit.”
Inside, I smile. “Fuckin’ stay away from mywoman.”
“And what’re you gonna doaboutit?”
Cooper presses between us, pushing us away from each other. “Fuckers, this is not what this is for. Take afuckin’seat.”
“Care to tell us why we dragged our asses here?” Cruz asks before taking a pull off his bottle, then setting it down on thetable.
I move back to my stool and look among all the brothers of the Ravage MC. This was supposed to be my life—sitting with them, having a beer, feeling like I belonged to something bigger. Fuck, that I even had a family instead of going at italone.
Life is life, and too much time has already been wasted thinking aboutthisshit.
“JK Bridges.” I watch as faces contort at the man’s name. “He needs to be shut down,” Cooper continues. “Asshole has a death sentence and needs to meet thereaper.”
“Care to explain,” Cruzorders.
Cooper looks at me. “Gotta letitride.”
“Saw JK last night at the fight club Rylie works at, Schade’s place. He was makin’ it known that he knows I’m in town. He doesn’t want me here; therefore, he’s going to betrouble.”
“Everything around you is trouble,” my fathercomments.
I say nothing. However, the anger builds. The demons come out of the dark recesses of my mind as the fight inside grows, climbs, and claws its way to the surface. The urge to fight hits hard, but I tap it down, needing tofocus.
Cruz rises from his chair, crossing his arms. “Best you start at thebeginning.”
Giving a nod, I do my best to keep my gaze away from my father. I don’t want to know his thoughts on it or feelings. He doesn’t get that from me.Notnow.
“After the second stint in rehab, I went out. Saw JK murder a kid. He beat me, drugged me, and told me that, if I didn’t leave at eighteen, he’d hook my sister, Austyn, and Nox on the strong shit, by force ifnecessary.”
“What the fuck?” Nox growls, pushing off the wall. “Hedidwhat?”
“Everyone, calm your shit. There’s a lot here that needs to be processed. Everyone gettin’ pissed off before it comes out isn’t going to help,” Cooper, ever the diplomat, puts in, and the guys take a reprieve. I know it won’tlastlong.
“Why the fuck didn’t you tell someone?” Cruz bellows, his browsknitting.
