Chapter 277: Michael

I named him after our dad and his mom. – Rye

Rye sat in the courtroom wearing the gray slacks and purple sweater that Chance had bought her last night. He also bought her a pair of dress boots and a leather jacket. She had argued over it all until he reminded her that it was for Michael.

They had gone to several other stores at the mall where they found some artwork and little trinkets that she liked. Then he took her to dinner at the Sombrero, or as his mother called it, big hat Mexican.

Chance slipped his hand into hers and linked their fingers. She turned and looked at him. His beard was trimmed, and his long hair was in a ponytail just above his suit collar.

He wore a dark gray suit and crisp white shirt. His tie was expertly tied and had small army emblems and his unit patch all over the green silk.

Looking at him like this, it was hard to see the biker. He looked like the type of man who would treasure his wife. Spoil his children. Take care of his mom.