Wild Child POV.FIVE YEARS LATER.Looking back over the past five years brings a smile to my face. It always does. Six months after that night Sophie and I made love, we got married. Then twelve months after then we welcomed our little boy Junior. He is such a cheeky little monkey.He has strawberry
Yeah, my woman is a world fucking champion in this sport. Just like I knew she would be all those years ago. Sophie has held the championship belt for three years now and tonight she will still be victorious.“You ready, baby?” I ask her and she nods her head. Her eyes focused and forward. The light
Lucky’s POV.Growing up in the MC life, you see things. You learn things even if they are the wrong things. My ol man was not the best person to learn life lessons from. Well, in the end he wasn’t. Growing up, he was a different man. He was kind. He was always smiling and larger than life itself. Th
Lucky’s POV.She stares at me in shock, her hand gripping the bottle of Corona. She blinks and places the bottle down.“Forget I said …”“Ok.” I now blink at her in confusion.“Ok? As in ok to …”“I will go out with you, Lucky. You know my situation. All I ask is that we take it slow, please.” Honey
Honey POV.I can’t believe Lucky asked me out! I know I sound like a little schoolgirl whose crush just asked her out, but it’s true. Well, not the schoolgirl part, but the crush part. Yeah, it is one hundred percent true.When I came here over a year ago, I was beaten, broken, scared. You see, my h
Lucky POV.The smile has not left my face since Honey agreed to go out with me. Even when we got back to the clubhouse and I went to bed. I was still smiling as I laid in bed and looked up at the ceiling.Even when I fell asleep, I was still smiling and this morning when I woke up, yup the smile is
Honey POV.My week has been the same, and I love it. I love routine, so when I first fled I was so lost. My work and marriage had consumed me. So being out of both was a damn shock, and I didn’t know what to do.So I made lists.Lists of what I was to do each day. My work schedule is usually the sam
He runs towards me and I brace for impact when he lands on me, whining and licking my face. His tail is like a whip and he thinks he is a lap dog. I giggle as I give him strokes and pats.“You don’t like it in here, do you, boy? No, you don’t. You want a treat?” I ask and he snuffles and moves back,
Lucky’s POV.Honey is still unconscious. Luckily, she wasn’t badly hurt. She has a bandage around her head and a drip in the back of her hand. I was told she will have a concussion and it would be best to let her sleep. A few cuts and bruises but otherwise she is ok.I sit here waiting to hear from
“Honey, Honey. Come on, stay awake.” I say as the paramedic, the fire department, and the Sheriff arrive.“Lucky, let them work on her.” I’m pulled back so the paramedics can assess what they need to do. I wring my hands together as the firefighters get to work, neutralising the gas that is leaking.
Lucky’s POV.I gun the bike to get to the clubhouse. I know Honey is scared. I know she thinks I will get bored, and that is not the fucking case. I see her SUV as she guns it past me on the opposite side of the street. I brake and turn the bike to follow her.“Call Stone.” I say through my hands fr
Honey’s POV.Listening to Lucky confess his soul made my heart leap, but at the same time I’m worried. What if I don’t live up to the pedestal he has clearly put me on? What if he becomes disappointed with me? What if he decides I’m not worth all this bullshit drama?I would be left out in the cold,
The new server arrives with our drinks and we order some food. Honey, even orders two slices of chocolate cheesecake and BBQ chicken wings with extra sauce and a side of coleslaw but tells the server she would like them ready for when we leave. I smile at her and she just looks at me.“What? I am a
Lucky POV.The feeling of Honey’s arms around my waist and her hands tight against my stomach sends a thrill through me. A feeling I have never felt with any other woman. Besides, I have never had a woman on the back of my bike. I have always said that place was reserved for the woman who would beco
Honey POV.Looking at myself in the mirror at what I am wearing, hoping it isn’t too casual. I have chosen pale blue skinny ripped jeans, a white v-neck short-sleeved t-shirt. My white and pink converse a denim jacket and my hair is up in another messy bun. I am assuming we are going on Lucky’s bike
Jeremy POV.Sitting on my sofa with my legs apart as I swirl a tumbler of bourbon around the glass as I watch the news.I can’t believe she has the nerve to do this. Who the fuck does she think she is? My beautiful wife has changed over the past year, but I know what lies beneath that polished, prof
Lucky’s POV.There is one thing I can not deny is that Honey is smart. Too damn smart, but that is what I love about her. Even with all of this that is hanging above our heads, she has changed.I can see the determination in her eyes, that she won’t be pushed around anymore. That she reached her bre