Colton/ Ruin
Maybe I said it too loud, maybe I even meant to, but the moment the words were out of my mouth and into the smoke-filled air, I regretted them.
Every single pair of eyes turned towards me, but truthfully I only cared about one. The wide brown ones that were looking at me in horror. She recognised me just like I had recognised her. I had seen it in her face even when she tried to hide it. And those brown eyes? How could I forget them? They were the same eyes that I had kissed tears from only last month as I took her virginity. And just looking at them now, I knew she had heard what I said, and I had lost her.
Of course, I hadn’t known who she was then… She had just been a summer distraction, or at least she had meant to be. Until suddenly, she wasn’t. Not that I had admitted that to anyone. I had a reputation to uphold.
It had hurt when the fresh-faced Ava had ghosted me. One second she was there asleep in my bed, her warm body wrapped around mine and then she was gone. Like a damn thief in the night she had skipped out before I had even woken up.
But she wasn’t Ava, she wasn't who she pretended to be.
No.
She was Avery Waters.
Her name seemed to echo in my head.
Avery Waters.
Daughter of the president of the Black Aces. The only daughter of the president of the Black Aces. The very man I was here to help to overthrow. His time as president was over. Everyone knew it, everyone it seemed but him. And the best bit, he had offered up his daughter to anyone he thought might help him. Myself included, I wasn't even patched in, and he offered her up like a lamb to the slaughter just because my own father looked set to take his place.
Combining our great families like we were something out of a medieval play, and my asshole father had agreed.
As long as she was a virgin.
I watched as pure panic flickered across her face. The terror almost palpable. She didn’t move. It was like she was a deer stuck in car headlights.
Somewhere to my right, someone laughed, and at the moment I made my decision. My mouth opened, and I repeated the words louder. “Well, we all know she’s not a virgin, so ….” I gave a nonchalant shrug.
I was an asshole, and I knew it, but what could I do? Everyone had heard me the first time and I couldn’t back peddle without losing face. Losing face wasn’t something I was willing to do. Not even for a sweet piece of ass like Avery Waters.
Not even for those wide brown eyes that were rapidly filling with tears.
“And how exactly do you know that?” Mal “the Cutter” Waters red-rimmed eyes slammed into me. His voice oddly cold and polite, the kind of voice that promised violence and lots of it. I knew his reputation, everyone did. But I wasn’t about to back down from his glare. If he thought I was going to roll over and piss myself, he was in for a rude awakening.
”Because me and Avery have met before, we got to know each other real well this summer, didn’t we Avery?”
Avery- NowSometimes in life, you just don't have a choice.I didn't have a choice the day I was forced to leave this God-forsaken town. And I didn't have any choice but to come back to it now.Of course, that wasn't quite true. The choices I had made in the past had set into motion an avalanche of shit that had shaped my entire life for the last thirteen years.One wild summerA little teenage rebellion.Which was meant to be nothing but a giant screw you to my father for trying to sell me off like a broodmare so he could keep a position in the club.One mistake.Had set me on a path I couldn't get off of. But the truth was I had never expected to ever come back here. I had put this town and its people behind me. This was where Avery Waters had grown up. And I wasn't her any more. I hadn't been for a long time. I was Ava now. Ava George. ” I am Ava George.” I mumbled to myself as my car idles at the red light that seemed to be taking forever to change. ” I am fucking Ava George.
Ruin “You like what you're looking at son?” My voice was low, non-threatening but the boy jumped like I had screamed at him. Taking a step back, he dropped his hands to his side, casting his eyes in my direction to check my reaction before he nodded. “Yes sir.” I grinned, the lad had some manners on himAnd was obviously not from around here. Any of the local kids would have known better than to even step up to my bike.“I didn’t touch it or anything.” He mumbled, his cheeks flushing. “I promise.”I grinned, leaning back against the wall. “That’s good you should never touch another man’s bike.”He nodded thoughtfully and for the first time since I had opened my mouth, he fully looked at me. “Whoa…” he mumbled and took another step backwards as I grinned at him. I knew what he saw. All six foot three of me, the beard, the tattoos. The leather cut I wore proudly across my chest. This was a good kid, no doubt from an affluent family. It was obvious I was the first biker he had ever com
AveryOne look, that’s all it took. A single passing glance and I knew it was him. Even if I hadn’t recognised his piercing blue eyes, the rolling in my stomach would have told me it was him. And it has put me on edge ever since. I was literally teetering on the brink. What the hell was he doing here? This wasn’t his home, he didn’t belong. And yet he had pushed his way out of Cooks like he owned the place. The cut on his back looked more weathered now. The last time I had seen him he had only just been patched in. He had been all shiny and new. Now? Now he looked hardened.And dangerous.And still so sexy it made my knees weak just looking at him. The same as it had the day I had met him, the same as it had the day he had thrown me under the bus and ruined my life. I had thought I would be safe coming home, after all, what were the chances of running into him on my very first day?Him seeing me was an added complication I just didn’t need. In a town this small it was going to be
RuinOk, so she hadn’t said it out loud, not directly but she didn’t have to. Her son, Parker. He was mine.And she had kept him from me. She hadn’t even fucking told me. That was unforgivable. But I knew I wasn’t exactly blameless in it all. She had lost everything, and that had been because of me. She must have felt so fucking alone, on the streets and pregnant, with no one to turn to and yet somehow she had managed to drag herself out of that hell.My son seemed a well rounded young man. He had more manners than I did that was for sure. She had done a good job. And she had done it alone.But there was one thing she had said before she had stomped off to sit in her car. She had said he had a father. I wasn’t stupid I had seen the tan lines on her finger. She was married or had been married until recently. Someone else had played dad to my kid. Someone else had laid next to her naked body. For some reason that made my teeth clench. But whoever the mystery man was I had something
Avery -ThenOne last summer, that’s all I had. One last summer of freedom before I had to go back home. My father had officially called me back into the fold. It didn’t matter to him that I would have to give up school, but then again nothing really mattered to him unless it was related to The Black Aces. The dodgy as hell motorcycle club he was president of. A club he seemed to think I was the property of.One year of freedom, that’s all I had been given and that year was now rapidly coming to an end. I would have to say goodbye to my friends, to my classes. Even to my kind of boyfriend. Not that I could ever tell my dad that I had a boyfriend. He was stupidly old fashioned for a man who had cheated on my mum for years with any club girl he could get his sweaty hands on. But that was just the way it had always been. The men could do whatever and whoever they wanted and the women? Well, the women, especially daughters were held on some kind of shiny pedestal. They weren’t to be touche
AveryHome.With every passing second, I spent in my father's house it was feeling more and more like home. Which was strange because it had never felt like home when I had been growing up here. Not after my mum had died anyway. But now? After a solid week of cleaning up a decade of filth from a man who should be old enough to look after himself, it was starting to look and feel like a home. And there had been a change in my father as well. He ate more and drank less and honestly seemed like he enjoyed having us in the house. More Parker than me but I could live with that. I wanted my son to know my family. I had expected some repercussions when I had left the clubhouse bbq but so far there hadn’t been any.There wasn’t any sign of Ruin either. Which was surprising. But it gave me a chance to catch my breath and gather my thoughts. He should never have taken the phone from me. I had had it totally under control. I knew how to handle Dean. Hell, I had been putting up with his mood sw
RuinWhat the hell…. roughly I pushed the girl who was half on my lap onto her own chair, leaning on the table as I watched Avery lift her face up to welcome Truth's kisses. And he did kiss her, running his fingers up her throat to cup her cheek as he claimed her mouth with his.“That son of a bitch.” I ground it out. “I’m going to kill him.”“What’s my brother done now?” Wicked tore his own face away from the woman he had chosen for the night. His eyes searching and then he swore. “Is that Avery?”“Yes.” My hand clenched under the table. “Yeah, that’s Avery with your brother’s tongue in her mouth.” I didn’t even know why I was so angry. She wasn’t mine, we had barely exchanged a dozen civil words since she had got back and yet… I was jealous. She couldn’t even say be civil with me but one of my brothers she could be all over? “Hmm.” Wicked leant back heavily but his knee had started to bounce. He was waiting for me to lose it. To launch myself at Truth. But what right did I have t
AveryThat son of a bitch had kissed me. And I had let him. Even knowing what I did about him, with our past I had still opened my lips to him.Like a damn fool. It seemed when it came to Ruin, I had learnt nothing at all in thirteen years. He was as much an asshole as he had been back then, probably more so and yet my body still reacted to him instantly. He made me pant after him like every other woman he came into contact with.They didn’t know better. I did. The whole point of coming here tonight was to hammer home that I wasn’t someone he could control. I hadn’t come to be pinned up against a wall melting under the feel of his lips. It was just because I was all worked up from Truths kisses. It was the only possible explanation. “Hey.” I slid back on to the barstool next to Truth, it was busier now and a small crowd had formed but my place next to him was still empty. It made me smile. He had obviously wanted me to come back, he had kept my space free. I touched my hand to t