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The Biker's Rules 49 It's negative
Date = 26 DecemberPlace = San Francisco (Mel’s house)POV - Damion“Mew!” A shadow of black jumps from the shelf and lands on my shoulder. Little nails dig into my skin.“Hell!” I grab the furry body and hold it up in the air.“Hi, little one,” Mel coos and taps the kitten on the nose. I stare into his green eyes and he stares back.The image of him cooking in a pot suddenly fills my mind and I gag down the upchuck in my throat while at the same time dropping him to the floor.“Maybe we should get some takeaways and binge-watch a few movies,” I say just to erase the horror from my brain. Anything but Fatal Attraction would do.“That sounds perfect. You order the food and don’t forget the ginger ale. Oh, and get some ice cream and pickles … I’ll get the bed ready.” My eyebrows move up and I get my fully mastered smirk on just as she realizes just how kinky that sounded. She shakes her head and leaves, my eyes on her ass until she disappears into her room. My phone is already dialing Hi
The Biker's Rules 50 Demons and babies
Date = 26 DecemberPlace = San Francisco (Mel’s house)POV - Melaena“You want some ice cream?” I jump on Kiara’s bed suddenly craving a delicious snack and needing some TLC from my best friend.“I’ll be with you in two secs!” she says.I scoop a large serving of ice cream into two bowls, take out the jar of pickles, and throw some on top of one, before covering it with peanut butter, jam, and chocolate sauce. This is weird, even for me, but something is making me want this nearly as bad as I crave sex.I take my phone and sit on the sofa eating my new favorite snack. Kiara slides over the back of the sofa and takes a huge bite of her plain ice cream, moaning softly.“Mm, this IS good!”Doom tries to steal some of my bowl of weirdness and I shoe him off by tapping on his nose with my finger.“What the frick are you eating?” Kiara stares at my bowl with a face that looks as if she’s going to puke.“Ice cream with pickles and peanut butter, jam, and chocolate sauce!!! It tastes much bett
The Biker's Rules 51 Bitch fight
Date = 8 JanuaryPlace = Rome (Damion’s penthouse)POV - Mel“I can get used to you being with me all the time,” he sighs while gently kneading a plump nipple between his fingers.“Me too.” This must be what heaven feels like … me lying between his legs in a huge bubble-filled bath, his hand cupping a grateful breast, giving it the attention it hungers for. I stare through the huge windows at the magnificent view of Rome’s skyline.“Don’t you regret not running away?” Not at all because I love you. I hear the words in my head. I love him … but it’s so much more … the intensity of what I feel for him is so much more.Unconditional all-consuming love.“I think it’s too late for that.” We’re going to have a baby. “You’re stuck with me, pall.” And the little one that will arrive in a few months.“You said D told you about my past … my baggage.” I can feel his muscles pulling tight. How heavy that baggage must be.“We will deal with those over time.” I mean it. And now that I got a glimpse
The Biker's Rules 52 Secrets
Date = 17 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (Mel’s house) (Damion’s house)POV – DamionWARNING – sex scene!!!Food, sleep, beer, sex — that’s what I need right now, and not necessarily in that order. I earnestly can’t tell you what I want first cause all are fighting for the honor of the highest priority.I’m hungry. Frustrated. Dead-gone tired. Horny.I feel like a shaken bottle of soda that’s about to explode.I’ve never even thought about a girl for more than five seconds, what to say minutes, hours, days, weeks! And it’s driving me fucking insane.After she left Italy my head has been spinning faster than the bikes around the track.I know she’s hiding something. Or I’m pretty sure.It’s not something pertinent exactly … like she pushed me away or something … I claimed her on almost every piece of furniture in that penthouse and some. She even rode me on that fucking deckchair … banishing Chloe’s photo for good. So it’s not that.But I just can’t figure out what it can be. And trust m
The Biker's Rules 53 First sonar
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Mission Bay Medical)POV - MelaenaAt week 8, your baby is about the size of a kidney bean. Hands and feet are forming tiny fingers and toes, and those arms are able to flex at the elbows and wrists. At this point, eyes begin to develop pigment, and genitals are forming too, although it's still too soon to know whether you're expecting a boy or a girl.Is that what’s in my tummy, a little bean with Damion’s DNA in its system? The repercussions of … passion, love, forever? How did an intelligent girl like me walk into this situation? Can I blame ignorance, innocence, or maybe stupidity?Damion made it pretty clear that he doesn’t want a baby and isn’t ready to be a father. On more than one occasion.But I’m hoping he might come around. At least he said he loved me … that’s something. So maybe after the initial shock wears down, he will love the little bean too.Kiara puts her head on my shoulder, her voice against my ear while she reads on —
The Biker's Rules 54 Taken
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (Haunted house)POV – Melaena The little boy holds out his chubby arms, raven black hair in serious need of a comb, the face of a little angel, sinlessness exemplified by big green eyes highlighted against thick dark lashes — an image of perfection. He smiles at me and the dimples in his cheeks deepen, a small finger wiggles for me to follow him. He runs too fast and I’m lost in the dark. “Mommy!” The toddler appears, smiling at me. Then his eyes turn hazy, fearful, as claws reach from the shadows to pull him toward the darkness. I run forward, frantically, as if knowing I’m his only hope. His hand grabs mine, but slowly it slips from my grip and he gets pulled further and further away until he’s entirely engulfed in the blackness. A hand covers my mouth, obstructing me from shouting, and I get dragged down the hall, away from the dead of darkness that swallowed the boy. I struggle to get away from the hands that are pulling me. I need to sav
The Biker's Rules 55 A war has begun
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (UCSF Mission Bay Medical) (Uncle John’s house)POV - DamionBoring, boring, boring! Can anything be worse than going from one place of waiting for tests to the next place, waiting for more tests? At least I’m about done, just a brain scan left, but they shifted an emergency in before us.I understand the situation, it’s just that I’m not very good at waiting and sitting motionless for long periods of time. My leg is bumping up and down impatiently; neither waiting nor patience are even in the first one hundred things I’m good at. Sitting still is a challenge for me … it’s always been. A mischievous grin creeps over my face as I recall the number of times I got in trouble at school for this exact reason.This quarterly checkup that Mark insists on is the worst part of my job.I take a sip from my Starbucks coffee, envying Sean sitting quietly in his chair reading a magazine. Shifting in the chair for probably the hundredth time, I give the girl a
The Biker's Rules 56 Surprise surprise
Date = 21 JanuaryPlace = San Francisco (Haunted house)POV - MelaenaWe’ve been here for hours now. The misty rain outside chills the already cold wind blowing through the tiny window a few more degrees. Covered in goosebumps I pull the thin blanket tighter and move closer to Luke, hoping to transfer more of my body heat over to him and vice versa. The movement wakes Kiara and her eyes flick open, catching mine over the little guy’s head.We just silently stare at each other, drained loopy eyes looking but not seeing. I know exactly what she’s thinking, that she’s uncomfortable with everything, but she keeps quiet.We’ve jigged up a plan A, and it needs to work, cause there is no plan B or C as backups. Kiara is not happy with it, and yes I know it’s risky at best, but it’s the only shot we have.The tiny bean in my tummy seems to tap all my energy and I swear I’m too tired to even close my stiff eyes. I’ve cried out every single tear in my body, and used up a lifetime of mindless pra
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