WildI'm almost positive the alarm on my bedside table hasn't gone off yet, but something has me awake and up. A loud moan is ripped from my throat as I feel a hand on my morning wood. "Addie." I thrust my fingers into her hair."Way to go, moaning my name first thing in the morning," she laughs softly as she attacks my neck.Her hand at my cock is moving at the best pace. Not too fast, not too slow - just fuckin' right to get me off. Doesn't matter that what we did last night had me completely decimated. This morning I'm hard and ready to go. "Never slept all night with another woman," I admit as I tilt my head back against the pillow, thrusting up into her hand. "You're the first, and before you say it. When I was sick doesn't count.""Are you kidding?" she questions, her hand not losing its rhythm."Nope, you don't know where I come from. Nobody wanted to get with me," I force those words out, doing my best to not come all over her hand, but fuck it feels good."All thos
AddieAprilTo say I'm nervous is one of the biggest understatements of the year. I've worked hard the past few weeks trying to figure out who I am and where I want to be. Most of that work has been done internally, even though I have spent time talking to Wild about it off and on. Usually after I've spent the night with him and he's holding me in his arms. He's a good listener, one of the best, if I'm being completely honest."Why haven't you talked to your mom about what's going on with you? I know I've only been a part of the Heaven Hill family for a short time, but I don't see what the issue would be if you talked to her about it." He trails his fingers up and down my bare arm.I'm quiet for longer than I would like to be, but I know the answer, I know exactly why I haven't asked her, why I'm scared to. It's hard to admit to someone else, another person who sees you as openly as Wild does me. In the past few weeks I've found there's not much I can hide from him. This man ca
WildI came to work late today after helping Jagger on a repo, and when I did, I heard Tyler had lit out of here like his bike was on fire. I'd wanted to ask around, see if something happened to Addie, but at the same time I don't want to give us away to anyone who could put two and two together.My fingers itch to text her, but I know if she needs me, she'll let me know. It's not easy, sitting and waiting to hear if something has happened to the woman you've grown to care about."Tyler's on his way back," Jagger tells me as we keep trying to pull the engine out we're working on. "So whatever it was, it must not have been too bad."I hope not. But then again, no one knows about the conversation I had with Addie. As far as I know I'm the only one privy to the way she's been feeling, and I hope it hasn't all come to a head. When I hear his bike pulling into the lot, it takes everything I have not to run to him and ask what the fuck has happened, if she's okay, if she needs me.
AddieWe're sitting in the chair, me on his lap, and he's holding his arms loosely around me. It's what I need though, this silence, this peace after I've been so caught up in my own head lately. "Do you want to talk about it, Shortcake?" he asks as he mindlessly rubs my finger with his.A couple of days ago, I would have told him no, would have avoided this conversation at all costs. Today? Today I think I'm ready, I'm ready to talk about the things that bother me, and ready to let him in. Most people would say I'm wishy-washy, but the truth is once I make a decision, I go balls to the wall with it. I'm an all-in, or an all-out kind of girl, and with Wild – I've decided to be completely all-in."I finally told my mom and dad how I was feeling, ya know like they got stuck with me and then their dreams came true with Caelin. I flat out asked them if they regretted adopting me, because I've felt so out of place lately.""What did they say?""Basically that I'm stupid." I lau
AddieMaySince the day I talked to Wild about how much I miss Tate, it's been eating at me. Yeah maybe she hasn't made the effort to talk to me, but I haven't made the effort either. Sick of wondering what's going on with her, I save the file I'm working on at CRISIS and grab my phone. A quick text message will tell me all I need to know.A: Hey, I know we haven't talked in a while, but I'd really like to catch up if you have time. Maybe we could go for some pie at Harper's?Putting my phone to the side, I don't expect her to answer quickly. The fact of the matter is, we aren't the most important people in each other's lives anymore, and that's okay. We've grown up, and with the growing up comes other priorities. I'm finally beginning not only to realize it, but be okay with it.T: I'd love that! I'm only working half a day because your brother is picking up an extra shift. Meet for lunch?Thank God Caelin's back to work with Cash; if he stayed here any longer, I might hav
WildMother's Day"Dad." Addie rolls her eyes as she grins over at me. "You told me you had this when I asked, and I asked you more than once. You swore you knew how to do this. Do you want to make blueberry pancakes, or do you want to make pancakes with blueberry topping? There is a difference and I need to know what your plan is."This has got to be one of the funniest conversations I've ever heard. The great Tyler Blackfoot asking his daughter how to make pancakes on Mother's Day. Real talk though, this is the first Mother's Day I've celebrated in a very long time. I wasn't sure what do when I was given the invitation to spend it with the Blackfoot family, but I can honestly say, it's going to be nice to be a part of something like this."Do you want me to come over? I'm at Wild's. I can be there in a few minutes. This needs to be good for Mom, you know she does shit for us all year, and puts up with Caelin. She deserves to have a great breakfast."I groan loudly. Did she
Addie"Thanks for making sure the Mother's Day stuff got taken care of," Caelin tells me as we have a seat on the couch in the living room. Wild and Dad are taking care of putting the dishes in the dishwasher and Mom has disappeared upstairs. "No problem. It's my job as the older, more mature one of us," we laugh as we look at each other. "So," he plays with his phone as he's slides a glance over at me. "You and Wild are moving in together?""Yeah, that okay with you, little brother?"I've never asked his permission for anything in my life, but we've always been close, even if we haven't had time to hang out lately. I do appreciate his seal of approval and his opinion on most matters. "He seems like a really cool guy, I haven't hung out with him much, but he looks at you like dad looks at mom, so I can't complain."Most people would say Caelin doesn't pay attention to anything, that he's too wrapped up in himself and his own world to even understand what's going on out
AddieJune"What do you mean it fell on him?" I hear Mom saying as she walks down the stairs of CRISIS, her cell phone to her ear. Her voice is tempered with a measure of fear and anxiousness. "Is he okay?"I want badly to ask what the hell is going on. If it's someone I know who has been hurt. All the pertinent information. Immediately I'm worried for my dad, Wilder, and Caelin. For some reason my heart is in my throat as I wait for her to get finished. When she does, she sets the phone down on the desk and takes a deep breath."I gotta go, there's been an accident at Walker's Wheels and someone needs to go sit with Jessica." She's already grabbing all her stuff up, putting it in a bag as she puts her purse over her arm.I'm almost ashamed that the fear leaves my body as I hear it's not someone I'm close to. Then I feel guilty because even though I'm not close to them, they're hurt, and I know immediately it must be her husband."What happened to Layne?"She shakes her h
William Walker Jr., 85 of Bowling Green, died peacefully in his sleep at his residence. The Warren County native was the son of the late William Walker Sr. and Lauren Walker. He was the husband of Denise Walker, who survives.He was the owner of Walker's Wheels.His legacy will be carried on through the members of the Heaven Hill MC, Bowling Green Chapter, and the numerous friends who became family. Liam, as he was known to everyone who cared for him, had a gift of taking people who had given up on themselves or had no direction, and showing them they were worth putting work into. Over the years many have found themselves under his tutelage. Hundreds have called him friend, and others have called him family. He took great pride in who he was, and what he did. The loss of him is a hole that won't be filled - ever.He is survived by his wife of forty-three years, Denise. Son Drew (Charity), daughters Mandy (Dalton), and Tatum (Remy), sister Sharon (Rooster), nephew Carter (Storm), numer
HarleyFifteen Years Later "Are you sure you want me to teach you, and not your dad?" I question Erick, looking up at him, because he's now taller than me. He grins, the one so much like his dad I have to do a double-take. "No matter how good he is on the back of a bike, I think everyone knows you're better." "I wouldn't say that. He can hold his own, but I've been riding longer than him." "Exactly," he runs a hand through his shoulder-length hair. "He can show me how to do all the mechanic shit, but I want you to teach me how to ride." I should reprimand him for the curse word, but he hears it so often with the group we hang around. It'd be like telling him not to breathe. "Okay," I nod. "The first thing I want you to know is you're going to be wearing a helmet until you're eighteen and can make your own decision about what you want to do." "Mom," he groans. "Don't mom me. It's what's going to happen. It's a right of passage, and you're go
Harley"He looks like us, doesn't he?" I whisper to Justice as we sit on the screened-in back porch at Grandma and Gramps' house. "He does," she coos. "Those eyes and the set of his chin are one-hundred percent Walker. His little wisp of blonde hair. Are you going to let yours go back to blonde?" She asks, lifting up a lock of my still-dark hair. "I don't know, I kinda like it. Not that I want to be different than you, but it sets us apart." "It does and I understand. You should do whatever you want. "His lips are Bishop's, though. Full and plump, always ready for a smirk or a smile. I think he's got his forehead too." Grandma walks in. "Give me that baby. He looks so much like Drew did when he was his age." I roll my eyes. "Don't give Dad any more bragging rights than he already has. He's been almost unbearable to put up with. You'd think he pushed this kid out of his vagina." "He doesn't have one," Justice points out. "Exactly."
BishopCarrying my son out for the members of Heaven Hill to meet him is one of the proudest moments of my life. There are still remnants of tears below my eyes and I can't be bothered to wipe them away. This is one of those moments I don't mind showing my emotions. The doors open and there they all are, standing and waiting. "Hey." I smile up at them over his head. "How's Harley?" Justice asks immediately. "She's good. They're sewing her up and then she'll be okay for visitors. She told me to tell you not to leave, she wants to see you." Immediately, her shoulders relax. It must've been hard for her to be out here knowing her twin was going through everything inside those doors. "I'd like you all to meet Erick Walker." There's a murmur of confusion as everyone questions his last name. Drew puts his hand on my shoulder. "Bishop came to me a little while ago and asked if he could take my last name. He and Harley plan on getting married at some p
HarleyAfter sex with Bishop, I fell into the best sleep I've had in what seems to be months. When I'm jolted awake by a pain stretching across my abdomen and a gush of wetness between my legs, I'm more surprised than anything. I gasp loudly. "Lee, you okay?" His voice is sleepy and I don't want to disturb him if I don't have to, but as another pain stretches across my abdomen and then goes down into my back, I know I need to. "I think my water broke." I gasp as the pain keeps going. "How far apart are they?" We went to the classes they offer but, truth be told, I'm blanking on everything they told us right now. So much for paying attention. "I just woke up so I haven't been able to time them, but I know if my water's broken we need to get to the hospital." "Your bag is here, isn't it?" "Yeah I have one here, at the shop, at home. Just in case." I grimace as I try to sit up, but this has been hell on my core muscles. "Give me a minute and I'll
Bishop"If you roll over one more time, you're going to roll off this bed." "I can't get comfortable," she grumbles. "My belly's too big. I can't sleep and I just wanna be able to lie on my stomach. I haven't been able to do it in months. I wish you could feel this. It's annoying," she complains, turning over so that she's cuddled up against the body pillow she's taken to sleeping with. "Do you want me to shove a pillow under my shirt? Put a watermelon around my waist?" I think this is the stupidest thing I've ever heard, but whatever it takes to put her at ease, I'll do. "That's a great idea. There's a cantaloupe in the kitchen, why don't you go grab it?" She's absolutely not kidding. The tone of her voice isn't playing around. I squeak out. "Right now?" "Why not? If I can't sleep, why should you?" She says with an evil laugh. "Alright, if I'm getting up, so are you." "Easy buddy, I'm already awake." She reaches out, without words, ask
Harley"Get out of here." I shoo Will's hand away. "We're gonna eat in less than an hour.""I've watched you, you keep eating," he complains."I am heavily pregnant," I argue with him. "It's fucking hot and my ankles are swollen, do not argue with me."Bishop grabs Will's hand. "C'mon, little man, let's go play some Call of Duty with Caelin.""Gladly." He sticks his tongue out at me."You've got to be nicer to him," Mom admonishes me.Justice interrupts. "She's got to be nicer to everybody.""You try carrying around a watermelon on the front of your body and see how you feel," I retort. "I'm fucking uncomfortable.""It gets better," Grandma says as she comes over to rub my shoulders. "I know it's hard to think it's going to, but it will. I promise.""I'm so sick of people saying it's going to get better," I grumble. "Every time I go and they make me spread my legs, I dread it. She did this thing called scraping my membranes this week. I mean, what the fuck? It hurt so bad. Like, do I
BishopI'm nervous as I watch Drew across the bays. This is something I never thought I would do and since we talked about how Liam wasn't his biological father, I've gone back and forth, wondering if this was the right decision. In the end, I know it is. He catches me looking, narrowing his eyes in a what the fuck way. Putting my hands in my jeans pockets, I walk over to him. "You mind if we talk?" Immediately, he looks worried. "Is everything okay?" "Harley's fine, but what I want to speak to you about has to do with her." "Okay, wanna go behind the shop?" "I wanna ask her to marry me." I hold up my hand. "But I have a request for you. I wanna take the Walker last name." He opens his mouth, then shuts it, before opening it again. My stomach drops and my heart pounds. The silence stretches on between us and I'm worried about what I've just requested. "I'm sorry, you don't have to say anything." He reaches out, holding on tightly t
Harley"Eight more weeks and it's looking like he might come early. You're carrying low. He's a good weight, though, so as long as we can keep him in four to six more, you're good," Doctor Simmons says as she checks me. "Have you been having any pain or anything?" "No." I shake my head then think better about it. "Actually, yeah I did. Bishop and I were..." I stop, not sure how to proceed without being crass. "Being intimate and I felt some pressure." "Was there bleeding afterward?" "No, it just got uncomfortable very quick. To the point where I had to ask Bishop to stop. I've never done that before, not since we had sex for the first time." My face flames as I tell this woman more than I ever expected to. "It's okay," she explains. "You're going to be feeling more pressure the closer you get to him coming. Like I said, you're already carrying low. The lower he gets, the worse it's going to be for you. Your hips are widening and preparing for you to give birth,