Avery“Come on.” I half carried, half dragged Parker from his bed. And in his half-asleep state he didn’t put up much of a fight, there were a few sleepy mumbles but that was it as he let me lead him down the stairs and buckle his still half-asleep form into the passenger side of the car. Our suitcase was already tossed in the back seat. It wasn’t like I had any time to lose. As soon as the sound of Ruin's bike had dwindled to nothing I had started packing. Throwing things in on top of each other haphazardly.I needed to get out of here. And I knew I didn’t have much time. My husband was on the way, hell he could already be in town. Although I doubted it. My husband was a problem but only if he caught up with me. Only if I was still here when he got into town. My main problem right now was Ruin. There would be no way he would let us go without a fight. Part of me wanted to stay. To let him protect us but then another part, and it was the big part that remembered what he had done in
RuinShe was fucking gone by the time I got back to her father’s house. And the old man hadn’t even noticed. Even sober he was beyond useless. And she had left in a hurry. Half of her belongings were still strewn around her old childhood room.She had left even after saying she wouldn’t. But then wasn’t that what she was good at? Leaving? She always fucking left. But hadn’t I known she would, deep down? I had suspected she was planning something when she went from annoyingly argumentative to sex kitten who was all sweetness and light. It made me suspect she had been trying to seduce me so she could leave when I passed out asleep. I wouldn’t put it past her.“What do you mean you don’t know when she left?” I rounded on the old man with a snarl. Cutter didn’t even raise his eyes to me, just sipped at his crappy coffee. “How can you not know?”“Because she’s an adult Ruin, a grown-ass woman. She can come and go as she likes.” Finally, his eyes met mine and there was hatred in them.
AveryThis was a bad idea. As soon as I saw the bikes outside my father's house I started having second thoughts. It was one thing telling them all that thirteen years ago they had kicked me out with Ruins baby growing in my belly. Most of them had already guessed that anyway. It was totally another to walk in next to him. My hand in his. And I knew he would want to touch me because he hadn’t let go of my hand since our earlier conversation. His woman, though? He had some nerve after everything that had happened between us but I would have been lying if I said it didn’t send goosebumps down my body. And it had nothing to do with our past. My body reacted to Ruin like it craved him. There could be o denying we wanted each other.It was just when he opened his annoying mouth that I couldn’t stand him.But I would do whatever it took to get my child back. Because if my ex didn’t have him, it didn’t bear thinking about. I just wanted Parker back. And I would do whatever it took to mak
RuinMy bike pulled in behind the sleek silver sedan at almost the same time, you didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know who the man driving it was.Avery’s husband.Ex-husband or soon to be, I reminded myself as I swung my leg over the bike. My eyes narrowing as I squinted into the car, all pretty futile with the darkly tinted windows. And somehow the fact I couldn't see him made me so angry it was a struggle not to drag him from the car just so I could see who had been sleeping next to Avery every night and bringing up my son for the last god knows how many years. Not that I could do any of that. But it was tempting. “Ruin.” Avery took a step out of the front door and froze as she caught sight of the car in front of me. The man who stepped out looked back over his shoulder and his clean-cut face broke into a wide grin. Like he was honest to god pleased to see me. “Hello, Ava.” His voice was deep, a rumbling of an accent making it thick although I couldn’t quite place it. I
Avery Sandra Briel…. the name echoed in my head. I knew that name. I knew it well. A scream ripped from my throat as I launched myself at my husband, my hands morphed into claws. I wanted to rip my nails down his face, gauge out his eyes with my fingers. Ruin was too slow to stop me, but only because no one expected me to go on the attack. They were all so used to timid Avery. But I wasn’t timid, I wasn’t beat and I most definitely wasn’t out. I would fight with everything I had for my son.I had barely touched him when strong arms caught me around the waist, lifting me bodily away and it was just as well. Deans closed fist missed my cheek by an inch as Wicked swung me away. It landed in Ruins hand with a sickening thump. And I knew that was all the excuse he needed. “Did you just try and hit her, you son of a bitch?” Spit flew from his mouth. “Did you try and punch my fucking old lady?”I struggled against Wickeds iron-like grip. Not because I wanted to save Dean from the beat d
Colton-ThenHow I kept from drooling I don’t know because she was damn drool-worthy. Every damn time she tried to take things further and I turned her down I doubted my own sanity.I had never been one to turn down good pussy before but there was just something about Ava that I just couldn’t get enough of. And I was afraid fucking her would put an end to our time together. I didn’t do relationships, I was a fuck them and leave them kind of guy. I just wasn’t sure I was quite ready to not see her every day.Although I knew that day was coming. And soon. I was being called back to the club. It wasn’t even like I could take her back with me. She wasn’t the kind of girl who had been brought up around the kind of men I classed as brothers. She was good and I was… well I was many things but good wasn’t one of them. As much as I wanted to keep her and have her ride at my back I couldn’t. Even if she was ok with my life I knew I couldn’t. I had responsibilities, ones I hated more than anyt
AveryI woke with the most glorious of aches between my legs. I felt like I had been thoroughly used. Thoroughly and obscenely used, I grinned. My hand reaching across the narrow mattress for him. After last night I was more than eager for round two.Or maybe it was round three. I had kind of lost track What with all the orgasms.My hand came up empty. The sheets that were tangled around me were empty. Empty and cold.Ruin wasn’t in bed with me. He hadn’t been in bed with me for a while.“Son of a bitch.” Humiliation heated my cheeks as I sat up, scrambling to find my discarded clothes where they had been strewn across the floor in our haste to get as naked as possible as quickly as possible.Had he left without a word because that’s what I had done all those years ago? Or was I just being paranoid? I knew it was more than likely the latter, I just couldn’t help it. My brain always went to the worst possible outcome. It was only then that I heard it. An incessant buzzing sound. My ph
Ruin“Hello?” Brown eyes lifted to mine and the first thing I noticed was how similar to Averys her eyes were. And it wasn’t just her eyes either. The brown hair, although shorter was the exact same shade. She was dressed casually, a baggy T-shirt over yoga pants. But it wasn’t her casual outfit or the fact that she looked so much like Avery that took me by surprise. It was the bewilderment on her face as she looked up at me. Like she was confused to see three huge bikers on her doorstep on a Sunday afternoon. “Can I help you?”“You’re Sandra Briel?” Uncertain I threw a glance behind me, meeting Wickeds puzzled expression with one of my own. If this was the wrong house, it would mean we had lost hours. Not only that but we would have traumatised the poor woman in front of us.“Yes…” Her eyes darted to Wicked and then skirted behind him to Truth who hovered by the bikes and her face paled. “Is there something wrong?”She wasn’t acting like I expected her to act. Why wasn’t she thro