A Baby For the Outlaw Collection: Biker Romance Box Set Bundle (BBW Pregnancy Bad Boy MC Club Romance) (Contemporary Motorcycle Mega Pack Anthology Short Stories) by Samantha Leal Read Free Book Online
Authors: Samantha Leal
knew she must have sounded like a fool, but she couldn’t think of what else to say.
The man was chewing gum and he spat it out onto the floor and held out his hand.
“Who’s asking?” he eyed her angrily.
“My name is Lacey… I’m here for a friend, Charlene… I have some of the money she owes you.”
His eyebrows raised and his face softened.
“Well, all right then,” he said as if he was mocking her, “You better come this way, Ma’am.”
Lacey moved forward, but didn’t take hold of his arm. She tried not to look around and lock eyes with anyone. Her heart was racing so fast she was sure that they could all hear it and they began to comment on her appearance as she passed. She felt like she was on show and completely vulnerable. She was desperate to get out of that room.
The man led her into a corridor and walked with her down to the end. He stopped outside of a tall iron door and knocked on it lightly. A flap slid open to reveal a pair of eyes looking down on them.
“She’s here to settle Charlene’s debts,” the man with her said.
The eyes narrowed before the flap closed and she heard the turning of keys and the sounds of chains being undone. The man with her turned on his heel and began to walk back towards the bar area.
“Good luck,” he laughed over his shoulder. “Matt will love you.”
Lacey turned to look at him as he walked away and wondered what he meant. She breathed in and out deeply. This was it.
The door creaked back and a tall, muscular guard stood in front of her. He looked mean and dangerous and he was wearing sunglasses even though it was so dark in there Lacey could barely see in front of her. He didn’t say a word but moved to the side to let her in. She stepped forward nervously and looked up to see another man sitting at a desk in front of her. He eyed her from across the room with wide, interested eyes. The guard left the room and locked them in from the outside. Lacey started shaking. She looked back to the man at the desk and tried to think of the speech she had prepared, but her mind was blank. His cold, dark eyes were fixed on her as she took another step forward to fill the silence.
“How can I help you?” he said slowly. His voice was deep and gruff and he rubbed his big hand across his stubbly chin. He looked dangerous, more so that the guard, but he was also incredibly attractive. Lacey tried to focus on that to take her nerves away, but it ended up making her worse. The last thing she had expected was to be standing there in front of someone as good looking as he was. Her heart was pounding and she noticed something in him light up, too.
“I’m Lacey,” she finally managed to speak. “I’m here for Charlene.”
He laughed and sat back in his chair and kicked his big heavy boots up onto the desk before reaching for his cigarettes and lighting one up. He had long dirty blonde hair that fell softly around his eyes, and Lacey was surprised at how young he was compared to the other men at the clubhouse.
“Lay-cee,” he over-pronounced both syllables. “Well, I’m Matt,” he flashed her a menacing smile, “I’m in charge here.”
“I know,” she stammered.
“Why did Charlene send you?” he asked angrily.
“Charlene doesn’t have any money,” Lacey said nervously. “I’m here to pay you what I can to help her. She doesn’t want any trouble, and she will get your money back.”
“How do you know?” he exhaled two plumes of smoke from his nostrils.
“Because she promised me,” Lacey said naively.
He laughed again and ran a hand through his hair. He turned back to her and stared at her so intensely, it almost felt like he was undressing her with his eyes. Lacey fought the urge to cover her chest, as if she stood there naked in front of him, trying to save her modesty.
“I haven’t been running things here for long, but one thing I know for sure is that girls like Charlene, they never make good on
The man was chewing gum and he spat it out onto the floor and held out his hand.
“Who’s asking?” he eyed her angrily.
“My name is Lacey… I’m here for a friend, Charlene… I have some of the money she owes you.”
His eyebrows raised and his face softened.
“Well, all right then,” he said as if he was mocking her, “You better come this way, Ma’am.”
Lacey moved forward, but didn’t take hold of his arm. She tried not to look around and lock eyes with anyone. Her heart was racing so fast she was sure that they could all hear it and they began to comment on her appearance as she passed. She felt like she was on show and completely vulnerable. She was desperate to get out of that room.
The man led her into a corridor and walked with her down to the end. He stopped outside of a tall iron door and knocked on it lightly. A flap slid open to reveal a pair of eyes looking down on them.
“She’s here to settle Charlene’s debts,” the man with her said.
The eyes narrowed before the flap closed and she heard the turning of keys and the sounds of chains being undone. The man with her turned on his heel and began to walk back towards the bar area.
“Good luck,” he laughed over his shoulder. “Matt will love you.”
Lacey turned to look at him as he walked away and wondered what he meant. She breathed in and out deeply. This was it.
The door creaked back and a tall, muscular guard stood in front of her. He looked mean and dangerous and he was wearing sunglasses even though it was so dark in there Lacey could barely see in front of her. He didn’t say a word but moved to the side to let her in. She stepped forward nervously and looked up to see another man sitting at a desk in front of her. He eyed her from across the room with wide, interested eyes. The guard left the room and locked them in from the outside. Lacey started shaking. She looked back to the man at the desk and tried to think of the speech she had prepared, but her mind was blank. His cold, dark eyes were fixed on her as she took another step forward to fill the silence.
“How can I help you?” he said slowly. His voice was deep and gruff and he rubbed his big hand across his stubbly chin. He looked dangerous, more so that the guard, but he was also incredibly attractive. Lacey tried to focus on that to take her nerves away, but it ended up making her worse. The last thing she had expected was to be standing there in front of someone as good looking as he was. Her heart was pounding and she noticed something in him light up, too.
“I’m Lacey,” she finally managed to speak. “I’m here for Charlene.”
He laughed and sat back in his chair and kicked his big heavy boots up onto the desk before reaching for his cigarettes and lighting one up. He had long dirty blonde hair that fell softly around his eyes, and Lacey was surprised at how young he was compared to the other men at the clubhouse.
“Lay-cee,” he over-pronounced both syllables. “Well, I’m Matt,” he flashed her a menacing smile, “I’m in charge here.”
“I know,” she stammered.
“Why did Charlene send you?” he asked angrily.
“Charlene doesn’t have any money,” Lacey said nervously. “I’m here to pay you what I can to help her. She doesn’t want any trouble, and she will get your money back.”
“How do you know?” he exhaled two plumes of smoke from his nostrils.
“Because she promised me,” Lacey said naively.
He laughed again and ran a hand through his hair. He turned back to her and stared at her so intensely, it almost felt like he was undressing her with his eyes. Lacey fought the urge to cover her chest, as if she stood there naked in front of him, trying to save her modesty.
“I haven’t been running things here for long, but one thing I know for sure is that girls like Charlene, they never make good on
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