Page 1 of Jana's Fierce Biker

Chapter One

Jana was digging another hole for flowers, and her head jerked up when she heard yelling from her next-door neighbor’s backyard. The one voice she knew belonged to a thirteen-year-old kid who lived there. The other was an adult male, no one she knew, and she could tell he was extremely angry about something. The wood fence was six feet tall, so she couldn’t see anything.

Without thinking, she stood and went toward the neighbor’s house. She looked over the gate to see the boy facing off with a man who had scraggly gray hair, tattoos all over his face, and piercings in his ears and nose. He was leaning down shouting in the boy’s face.

She opened the gate and raced toward the two. She got in between them and pushed the man away.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she yelled. She would have laughed at the expression on the guy’s face if she wasn’t so scared.

The man scowled. “Bitch, get out of the way. This is none of your fucking business.”

“I make it my business when I see an adult abusing a child.”

“Jana, I’m thirteen. I’m not a child anymore.”

She looked over her shoulder at the boy, Cody. “I know. I’m sorry. I’m just pissed.”

Cody grabbed her shoulders. “You need to move. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

She shook her head. “No. I will not allow this…”—she sneered at the stranger—“man, to yell at you like that.”

Cody sighed. “This is my mom’s boyfriend. He won’t lay a hand on me because he knows my mom would kill him.”

Jana narrowed her eyes as she studied the guy. He looked like he was high on something, which made him unpredictable. She’d seen it countless times in the ER where she worked as an RN.

“How about you stop yelling at Cody, and then when his mom gets home, you guys can talk it over with her?”

The man took a threatening step toward her. “Cunt, if you don’t leave, I’ll tear you up.”

Jana raised the shovel she still held. “You better think again. I will have the cops on you before you make it home.”

“Not if I mess you up enough that you can’t walk,” he growled. “I need to talk to this bastard, and a little whore like you isn’t going to stop me.”

Cody continued to pull her back or try to walk around to get in front of her.

“Jana!” Cody pleaded.

With more courage than brains at that moment, she took a threatening step toward the guy and raised the shovel some more. “Listen up, fuck face. I know every place on the human body where one prick from this, and you’ll bleed out in a few minutes.”

The scowl turned darker before his face went blank. She almost smiled smugly when the bastard stepped back and raised his hands.

“Hey, I don’t want no trouble,” the druggy said.

“Well, you’ll be getting in trouble if you mess with Cody again. Do you understand me?” she said.

“Yeah. Whatever, bit … lady.”

Jana nodded her head. “You need to go right now. I’ll be talking to Penny about her poor choice of men. She can do a lot better than you.”

The man’s face darkened, and then it looked like he went pale. He growled and walked away from them.

Jana made sure he was gone before she turned around to face Cody. Her heart dropped when she saw another man standing several feet behind Cody. She thought she had a slight chance with the other guy, but this one could kill her with one blow.

He stood several inches above six feet. He had short dark hair and light-brown eyes. They were almost a caramel color. This guy had tattoos like the other guy, but instead of his neck and face, he had them on his arms, and she saw one peeking out the top of his t-shirt.

It was not only his height but the massive muscles he had. She thought the black t-shirt would surely tear from how it stretched over his biceps. He wore one of those vests that a motorcycle man would wear. His jeans were clean but faded, and his boots were black.

She grabbed onto Cody’s arm. “Run into the house and lock the door, Cody. Now.”

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