![]() ![]() I got on behind Ink and wrapped my arms around him as he let his bike roar. He nodded and reached for my helmet I had placed on his bike’s seat, and after putting it on, all of them did the same before mounting their bikes. You okay, darling? he asked, letting his eyes wander all over my face before they met mine again. He had been the president of the Black Thunder MC for over ten years now, and he’d been the one to take Dad in when we first moved to this town. Even when I was still little, those bikers were my protectors. ![]() They were all leaning against their bikes with their arms crossed, and their eyes watching me closely as I walked toward them.Įven if Dad wasn’t around anymore, I had his brothers who had been taking care of me. You don’t have to worry, I whispered, then I kissed my fingertips and pressed them against his name before walking away.Īs I looked up, I saw them all standing there. I spent about thirty minutes just standing there, looking at his engraved name on the big tombstone, and smiling at the memory of him. It’s been two years since Dad died, and though I had come to terms with the fact that he wasn’t here anymore, it was always hard to stand in front of his grave. ![]() Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights.Įditing by Jennifer Marie & Cassie Hargrove No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printeĭ or electronic form without permission. ![]()
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