Dearest Biker MC The Complete Series Box Set Page 58

  I didn’t want any one woman to be the only woman I fucked for the rest of my life. But, as they settled down with each partners, I wanted that.

  I didn’t know what kind of reaction I’d be getting from the girl as I whispered my infamous line in her ear, but I didn’t expect to recognize her when she turned around. She didn’t have a smile on her face. It was rather a look of guarded resentment.

  But, the look melted into a smile when she recognized me as well.

  Fuck. Tim’s little sister.

  I didn’t recognize her from the back, then from the front she took my breath away all over again.

  “Aaron!” she said with a laugh. “It’s good to see you again. Sorry I wasn’t able to really talk to you much the other day, there was a lot going on in the moment and I wasn’t really in a place to catch up.”

  I found it remarkable she was laughing so soon. But, I couldn’t hide the smile on my face, either.

  “I understand,” I said. “But why are you here? I’m here all the time and I’ve never seen you here before.”

  She grinned as she took a step closer to me, sliding her hand up my chest as she did.

  She’s clearly receptive to being hit on by me, but shit! Tim wouldn’t like this, not one bit. You tried to hit on his sister so many times when she was around at eighteen, and he’d threaten to cut the balls of anyone who came near her.

  You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to know he was talking about you without going so far as to say so.

  “I had to blow off some steam. There’s still quite a bit of stuff going on in my life, and I really could use a night off from everything. It’d been forever since I’d been here. Tim loved it, so I thought I’d do it in his honor,” she explained. She didn’t have to speak as loud now since she was right in front of me, and with her hand on my chest, I felt my dick grow hard once more.

  Tim’s dead now. He might not have liked this when he was alive, but she’s an adult, and she can pick her own partners. Don’t miss an opportunity with someone you’ve always wanted because of someone else’s memory.

  If the situation was reversed, what do you think Tim would do?

  Deep down, I knew Tim would be the kind of guy to walk away. But then, I wasn’t Tim, and I had wanted to fuck April for a very long time. This might be a bad idea, but hey, she was in mourning, and it would be a great way to make her feel better.

  “I know what you mean,” I said with a nod. “Seems like a lot has been coming down all at once lately, and this is a great place to have a few drinks and forget about everything.”

  She smiled and nodded enthusiastically. “Exactly. And I’m really glad you’re here, really!”

  “I’m glad I ran into you, too,” I said. I didn’t want her to know that I’d made a mistake in thinking she was someone else. I didn’t know if she had guessed it already, but I wasn’t going to bring it up myself.

  “So you going to buy me a drink, or what?” she asked.

  “Be my guest,” I gestured toward the bar, and she happily walked in front of me. I tried not to stare at her ass the entire way over, but it was hard not to. The dress was hugging her in all the right places, and I wondered what she’d look like bent in front of me, my dick sliding in and out from between her legs.

  We each ordered a drink and I paid, noticing she wasn’t at all holding back from her flirting. She was a lot happier than she had been the day before, much more like the April I used to know.

  It was hard to resist flirting back, and soon, I gave up. When she asked me to dance, I was more than happy to head out on the floor with her. Spencer smiled when he saw me with someone, and I gave him a nod. He didn’t know this wasn’t just another girl I picked up, this was a girl I liked.

  And when she started grinding against me, I realized I might like her a little too much. I’d resigned myself long ago to the fact I’d never get to fuck her, but with Tim gone, that was now on the table.

  And feeling that tight little body rubbing against mine, I knew it would be impossible to resist.

  I wanted April, bad.

  5

  April

  I kept my ass pressed firmly against the front of Aaron’s pants. I could feel his cock pressed against me. Hard, huge. It was bigger than I had ever thought it would be, I had to admit, despite the fact that wasn’t the real reason I was doing this.

  Though my mind wondered from time to time what he would look like with his pants off, my mind was mostly a thousand miles away. There was far more to what I was doing than being attracted to Aaron, though I was. And there was a much bigger reason for me being here than just trying to blow off some steam.

  I was relieved he seemed to buy the story, and I hoped I’d be able to keep it up.

  No, the real reason I was here was to get Aaron right where I wanted him. I was going to ask him for the favor of a lifetime, and before I did that, I knew I had to have him in the right place. And, from the hard rock that was pressed against his pants and my ass, I had a feeling I was getting close.

  It all started a few days before. The day I had confronted Hanson in my car, I had gone home and searched the internet for anything and everything I could find on child custody laws. But, with all the different laws in different states, it was difficult for me to find anything reliable here in California.

  I wanted to talk to Mama Rose about it, but she was in awe of the MC and all who were in it. I knew it would be hard to bring up the situation with Hanson to her without her taking his side, at least partially. She didn’t understand the way he treated me, and I didn’t want to get into it with her.

  She didn’t even know he was the father of Sabrina. I had kept it to myself over the years, and considering the fact she never mentioned it, I got the impression Hanson hadn’t told anyone, either. We could be the only two people in the world who knew the truth.

  Of course, testing would let the entire world know what was going on, but I was hoping to keep it from getting to that point. I didn’t want anyone else to know. Hell, I didn’t even want Sabrina to know.

  When the internet proved to be unhelpful, I went to Legal Aid to ask their advice. I was hoping they’d tell me that I had nothing to worry about. I had been Sabrina’s mother – her only parent there for her – her entire life. No one else could just sweep in and take her.

  But, that’s not what they said. Considering my situation versus his, it didn’t look good. Hanson had a job, a well-paying job at that. He lived in a good neighborhood near the elementary school, and he owned his house. He had a lot going for him on paper.

  They weren’t going to know about all the women he brought over, they weren’t going to know about the illegal things that he did in the MC. No, they would only see the things that he had to prove. By contrast, I didn’t have a job much of the time.

  I worked hard, and I tried to keep one, but it was hard. Mama Rose did what she could to help me with Sabrina, but the fact of the matter was that she had her own shit to worry about, and she could really only take Sabrina for a few hours in the morning and early afternoon.

  I was on welfare, and relying largely on the government to keep the roof over our head and the food on the table. It was a hard life, and it didn’t look good for someone who wanted to keep full custody of their child. How the Hell was I supposed to pay for school when it came time for that?

  What about when she was going to need equipment for sports? Or music? How was I going to afford the normal things every child deserved – things like a bike or other toys?

  Essentially, they were going to try to find me a lawyer who would take on the case pro bono, but even that was slim. I was going to need a better living situation, or I was going to have to prepare for what could be the worst. I didn’t want to think about the second option, so I was going with the first.

  Though Tim had done his best to keep himself in between me and Aaron when I was younger, I always knew he was someone I could come to if I really needed it. I never had to before. Tim
had been there for me. I never had to even think of turning to Aaron for anything.

  But now that Tim was gone, I had to figure shit out for myself.

  It wasn’t until the night before last, however, that I came up with the idea of doing what I was doing now. Hell, I thought I was going to have to pack up my daughter and head East to try to get away from all this, when things in my life suddenly took another turn.

  And, as if it was possible, they turned for the worse.

  I was laying in bed one night. My daughter was in her crib against the opposite wall. I liked having her there with me so I could hear her when she needed me. But, the main reason we shared a room was because of the fact I could only afford a one bedroom apartment.

  I didn’t have the money for two rooms, and if I got a roommate, they’d take the other room anyway. It only made sense for the two of us to be living together like this, but it was another thing I knew would work against me in court.

  The sound of glass breaking in the other room tore me from bed. I was afraid Hanson might be breaking in. Perhaps he was going to be crazy enough to try to abduct Sabrina right out of my house. I prepared to fight him if I had to, but when I reached the kitchen, I only found a brick on the floor with a note wrapped around it.

  “What the Hell?” I muttered. I picked it up and pulled off the note, still thinking Hanson had to be behind the whole thing.

  You better fuck off with your games, or you’re going to get the same thing your brother did.

  The letters had been cut out of various sources and glued to the piece of paper, masking any handwriting. But, I was also confused. This was a direct threat against me, and it all but said Tim had been killed. If Hanson was behind it – if any of his MC brothers were behind it, they basically just gave me all the evidence I would need to go to the police.

  I swept up the glass and put a blanket over the window, then went back to bed. But, sleep was far from happening. I tossed and turned. All I could think about was that there was someone out there. Someone who knew me and where I lived, and they were violent.

  Too scared to show up for work the next morning, I got two calls. The first was from my boss, firing me for not showing up for the third time since I’d been hired. Of course, the first two times I told them it was because I had to take Sabrina to the doctor, but they didn’t care.

  The second was from Mama Rose, wondering why I hadn’t brought Sabrina by her house that day. With shaking hands, I knew she was the only person I could call. I’d tell her about the note, and see if she knew anything about what was going on.

  Being the Den Mother of the MC, she would have an idea if any of them were trying to get to me. Perhaps it was time that I come clean about Hanson. Then again, if I was wrong and there was someone else involved here, I didn’t want to say anything that would give her the truth when she didn’t need to know.

  “You okay, Honey?” she asked.

  “At the moment. But something happened last night that scared the shit out of me,” I said.

  “What?” she sounded concerned. I quickly filled her in on the details of the brick and the note, informing her when I reached the kitchen, the sound of a car speeding away was all that I heard.

  “What do you make of it?” I asked once I’d finished. She sighed.

  “I’m not sure you want to know,” she told me.

  “Tell me,” I insisted. “I’m freaking out, and I need to know if I should go to the cops over this or not.”

  “It’s about Tim,” she said.

  “Obviously,” I replied, a little too harshly. “These people are all but saying that his death wasn’t an accident. I want to know what’s going on!”

  “He asked me not to say anything to you, but your brother was part of something big,” Mama Rose told me. “I’m not sure what. I don’t think anyone in the MC is, but we all knew that it had to do with a lot of money.”

  My heart raced and I felt sick to my stomach. I couldn’t see Tim being involved in anything like that. But, I also couldn’t have envisioned anything like this happening in my life.

  “Something went wrong, and Tim turned up dead not a day later,” Mama Rose said. “It seems to me they want something, but for the life of me I can’t see why they’d come to you.”

  I felt I was going to faint. I hated to think of Sabrina being in any kind of danger, and it sounded like these guys were serious.

  “Why don’t you go to the MC?” she suggested. “Time was with us for a long time. I’m sure they would take care of you and Sabrina for his sake, even if he is gone.”

  I sighed. She clearly didn’t know what was going on with Hanson. At least I got that cleared up. At the same time, I wasn’t going to be the one to tell her, either.

  “I’ll get this figured out,” I told her. “I’ve got a lot on my plate right now with everything, and I’m going to have to find another job.”

  “Oh no,” she said. “Again?”

  “I was supposed to work today, and they fired me for not showing up,” I said with a sigh. “It was my own fault.”

  “They should understand that you have a daughter,” she said with anger in her tone. “I’m sorry, Honey.”

  “It’s going to be okay,” I said. I was talking out loud for her more than for me. The fact of the matter was that I wasn’t sure if it really was going to be okay. I hoped it would, I wanted it to be, but it sure didn’t seem like it. I couldn’t go to the MC, at least, not Tim’s.

  After hanging up the phone, I spent the day wracking my brain. I had to figure out something, when out of the blue Aaron popped into my head. If there was anyone on Earth who could help me now, it was him.

  I didn’t mind his hands all over me. Hell, I liked it, even. It meant my plan was working. I would wait a while longer, and when the time was just right, I’d ask him for the favor. I wasn’t sure how he was going to take it, and I was terrified he’d say no, so I’d make sure he was putty in my hands before I went through with springing the question on him.

  The music slowed, and I turned around, putting my arms around him. I let my forearms rest on his shoulders, my face just inches from his. My fingers were intertwined behind his head, and I gave him a flirty smile.

  He was getting close, I could feel it. But, he could still use a bit more of a push. All the other couples on the floor were too caught up in each other to even notice what we were doing, and there was a moment when I thought I’d run my hands in places that I normally wouldn’t in public.

  Instead, I decided to take a subtler approach. I didn’t want it to be obvious, but I also didn’t want him to stay at this level. I had to push him a little further. With a sudden sweep of my feet, I lifted myself from the floor just enough to brush my lips lightly against his.

  The shudder that ran through him let me know I’d done my job. He was electrified by me, and I was going to risk it all and ask him.

  But then, he surprised me. He didn’t continue to kiss me, he didn’t even pull me close. Instead, he grabbed my arm, pulling me off the dance floor after him and through the bar, right out the door to the parking lot. I didn’t know what was going on, but I was terrified I was losing him now.

  I had to keep my cool, I had to get back in control. Yet there was a thought in the back of my mind, screaming with each step we took:

  Was I ever really the one in control?

  6

  Aaron

  My thoughts were running through my brain a lot faster than they normally did when I’d been drinking, but this time, with good reason. I was so confused by April’s actions. I had been from the moment she first turned around and I saw that it was her standing at the bar.

  She told me she was just trying to celebrate her brother. That sounded good. But, the fact of the matter was, she hated that bar. She always had. There had been many times when she and Tim were there together, and she complained the entire time they were there.

  Then, it seemed strange to me that she was so flirty. She was grinding on
me even. I enjoyed it, I enjoyed the Hell out of it, and if she had been anyone else but Tim’s sister, I would have taken her home to fuck her brains out already. But she wasn’t anyone else, and she was Tim’s sister.

  Finally, when she kissed me that way, I knew I was going to have to get some fresh air. I was getting caught up in the heat of the moment. There was a part of me that wanted to fuck her, but there was another part of me that couldn’t get past Tim.

  His face kept popping into my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d said to me when I used to hit on her in front of him. He’d made it clear more than once he didn’t want me around her. I didn’t blame him for it. I wasn’t the kind of guy I’d want around my sister, either.

  But, she was clearly wanting more from me, and now that I was able to think more clearly, I was going to come clean to her. What I had thought I was going to be able to use to my advantage to get her to come home with me, I was now going to tell her was the reason I couldn’t.

  She wasn’t going to like it, that was for sure. But, for once in my life, I was going to do what I thought was right because of the morals behind it. It had nothing to do with what I wanted or what she wanted. Just the plain, simple facts of why the two of us couldn’t hook up.

  At least, not now. Maybe someday in the future if the stars aligned just right.

  Maybe.

  “What are we doing?” April asked.

  “I know what you’re doing,” I replied. “And I’m going to tell you it’s a bad idea.”

  She crossed her arms and looked at me. Her face was beautiful when she was being defiant, and I wanted to kiss her again. Hard, against the side of the building. No, I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and take her home with me, then show her all the different places – and ways – I could kiss her.

  No. If I was going to get through tonight, I was going to have to keep my wits about me and not consider fucking her again.

  “What am I doing?” she snapped.