Wild"I need you to go help Charity and Mandy move their new office furniture in. Dalton and I would go, but Tyler's asked to speak with us today and then we want to go check on Layne."This isn't the first job I've been given since I started to prospect for the club, but it's the first one I've been given that deals with these two important women. After talking with Addie, I know Tyler is going to bring his concerns to the club. While I wish I were able to sit in on that meeting, I know I don't have the seniority or clout to do so. What I can do is hope that some shit gets resolved."Got it." I'm already leaving the job I was doing to go out to my bike and make the short drive into downtown. I pass CRISIS on the way, waving to Meredith as she checks the mail. The day is hotter than it has been, but I'm enjoying it after the long winter we had. Summer is upon us, and it can be felt by the heat and humidity already starting to clog up the days. I have a feeling this is going to
WildJune"It's definitely okay for me to take a week off at the beginning of July? I know it's a holiday," I question Drew as I make sure it's okay for me to take Addie on a little bit of a road trip."No, you're good. You haven't asked for anything since you showed up, and I know my sister kinda fucked Addie over. I think it's sweet you want to do that for her." He gives me a wink. "That's the type of shit I would have done to win Charity over, so I get it.""Cool, we should be back on the eighth," I tell him as I look at my phone. "The second through the eighth.""We got you covered, no problems here. Just go, have a good time, and make sure she has a good time. If there's anyone who deserves it, it's her."My plan is solid and my days are confirmed. The only thing we have to do now is wait a week and then we can be on our way. Except I have one more thing to do. Now that I've confirmed it with Drew, I need to make sure it's okay with Tyler, because that's the right thin
Addie"I'm really sorry I had to bail on our trip," Tate says as she helps me pack the night before Wild and I leave.He's doing some last-minute stuff at the shop, making sure his bike is in good condition, and I'm debating on which clothes I should take with me. "It's okay," I start to tell her, but then think better of it. "Actually, you know, when it first happened, it wasn't okay. You really hurt my feelings. You've been hurting my feelings for a while. Since you and Remy hooked up, I don't feel like your best friend anymore. I feel a little bit like an afterthought to most everything in your life. There was a time when I was the first person you called or texted when something happened with you. Now it's like I'm hearing it from others. I'm not gonna lie, Tate. That hurts, but I get it. I'm in that same stage as you right now, but I hope to hell I'm better at balancing friendships with relationships than you are," I breathe heavily as I let all of that out. "But to answer you
AddieThis beach is like nothing I've ever seen before. The sound of the waves crashing onto the shore, the smooth lines of the sand. We got here too late last night to actually look at it, but this morning, this is the first stop we've made."Tomorrow night, as the sun's going down, when there aren't so many people here, we'll ride the bike down to the water. Maybe take a little ride in the shallows? How's that sound?" Wild asks as he wraps his arm around my shoulder."Sounds amazing." I kiss him hard against the lips, wanting him to know how much this means to me. "Thank you for bringing me here.""Thank you for coming. I know I wasn't your first choice, you wanted this to be a girl's trip, but I'm glad to be here with you."Stopping to look at him, I'm hit with the realization that maybe he's been going through the same thing I've been going through with Tatum, maybe we're all feeling second-best. "No, don't think that. You're first for me." I give him a smile. "Always. It took
WildTonight we've come down to the beach a few hours before sunset because there's something I want to do. Shortcake stands beside me, her arms wrapped tightly around my waist. "I know I promised you a ride through the shallows," I kiss her on the forehead. "But there's something I have to do first."Letting go of her, I take off the backpack I'm wearing, crouch down and pull out a container. When I stand, I hold it up to her. "When I left Mississippi, this was really the only thing that mattered.""What is that?" "My grandfather's ashes. They were the only thing I cared to keep with me. I've debated off and on about what to do with them. Where are they going to go? Am I going to hang onto them forever? Do I want them to be spread in Kentucky, and for a while I kinda though that. But I'm coming to realize something. Kentucky is my home, not his.""You think of Kentucky as home now?" She puts her arms back around me, standing on tiptoes to kiss me on the cheek. "Wherever you ar
AddieIt's been weeks since we came back from the beach, and we're still waiting for the other shoe to drop. The guys in the club seem to know the threat we're facing, but it hasn't been announced yet. All I know is I'm feeling safe with my man and my dad making sure I'm their top priority."Don't leave work until I get here to pick you up," Wild tells me as we sit in my SUV. He's taken to driving me here and picking me up every day, unless he has something to do for the club. Dad's doing the same with Mom, and as far as I know, all the other guys are joining in. If they have something to do for the club, we've been instructed to car pool with one another."Yes, sir," I joke, leaning over the console to give him a kiss.He playfully grabs my lip in between his teeth, nipping, before he soothes it with his tongue. When I pull back, his eyes are dark, and mysterious, just the way I like them. "I kinda like the sound of that, Shortcake.""I just bet you do," I laugh before my tone tu
Drew As I glance at the information that's just been given to me, I want badly to kill this fucker. Rage boils deep in my gut that I haven't felt in a long time. Not since I was a football player out on the high school field fucking up guys who were much smaller than me. He ruined a holiday weekend for all of us, set out to make concentrated targets on members of my club, my family - the people I truly care about in this world.Only to find out he's my half-brother?Good old dad couldn't keep his dick in his pants. Not the one who adopted me and my sister when he fell in love with our mom, not the one who abandoned her when she needed him the most. Now this half-brother thinks I owe him something? He thinks I got here because of the sperm donor who sired us both? Apparently he thinks I'm the president of this MC because of where I came from? Somebody gave him some bad information and they did a half-ass recon job.He's in for a shit-tastic surprise.He wants to mess with me? He
VOLUME THREE: FURYFROM THE TEXT MESSAGES OF DREW & CHARITY WALKERD: You're smokin' today.C: How do you even know? You were gone before I woke up this morning. D: Yeah I was, long days.C: Why didn't you wake me up to say bye?D: You were snoozing, and you need it. The girls were crazy last week. I found a new gray hair in my beard.C: LOL! You do not have grey hairs in your beard. BTW, thank you for taking them to school.D: Anything for you, babe. I just wanted you to enjoy your morning.C: When do I get to enjoy you? Since you took over for your dad, I feel like I hardly ever see you. D: If you look up, across the square, you'll see a guy leaning against a bike, checking the fuck outta you. That skirt? Isn't it a little too short for court, baby?Glancing up, I immediately spot the man of my dreams. Thirty-seven is looking mother-fucking f-i-n-e on my husband. Arms crossed over his chest, I see his wedding ring, the sunshine glinting off of it. Fuck that's
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,