Baby (Black Rebel Riders' MC) by Glenna Maynard Read Free Book Online

trust Inkman and he goes out of his way to make sure I am comfortable with everything he does.
    I get undressed from the waist up and take my place. Inkman has the chair at an angle so that I am positioned to give him the best access to my back and to provide me with the most comfortable position he can. Taking an alcohol swab, he cleans the area thoroughly and gets started. The first strike of the needle is always the worst, but I welcome the pain. It reminds me that I can feel that I am alive, that Grim saved me that fateful night in Alabama. Had I endured much more from Squirrel, I may have ended my life.
    The tattoo gun buzzing in my ears almost puts me to sleep. Another thing I appreciate about Inkman, he leaves me alone with my thoughts. He doesn't press me to talk or try to pry into my life. He does his job quietly and efficiently only breaking for an occasional cigarette break. I guess that is what hurts the most about Rebel; I told him every dirty truth about me. Maybe I told him too much and he didn't want someone who was tainted by rape. On the other hand, maybe I am just an idiot and all Rebel really wanted was to be my friend and I got the wrong idea when he said that he loved me—that he needed me.
    I get lost inside of my head my thoughts and newfound hope being swallowed by my self-doubt and the demons who taunt me. I crave to be free yet I am too scared to take any real steps to get to where I want to be. Inkman gives me a towel to cover my breasts with before I stand so he can show me his artwork in the mirror. It is beautiful, he did the birdcage in black and grey, but he made the sparrow and her trail of feathers in color. I swear this man is amazing. The bird looks like she could come to life and take flight from my skin.
    I suppose you might be wondering what the meaning is behind my tattoo...the cage represents my life with Diablo, the feathers are the pieces of myself I have lost, and the bird represents the freedom I will gain once I truly spread my wings and allow myself to take flight.
5
    Rebel
    Heading out the back of the Roadhouse, my heart is hammering out of my chest. I don't know what got into me. How can I come in between two sisters the way I have. I would never let a woman do that to Striker and me. Fuck, I messed everything up. Baby is underage; if Grim finds out, he will kill me without a second thought.
    I knew the rules; you do not fuck a member's daughter, especially one who isn't of age. Baby is of the legal age of consent in the state of Kentucky, but I know Grim won't see it that way even if I didn't really fuck her. All it would take is for one person to say they seen me screwing around with Baby and Grim would put me in the ground. I walk over to the garage to talk to my brother; I hope he has a plan to help me out of this tangled web I have weaved.
    "Hey, hope you don't mind but I invited Rumor to double with me and Aspen this weekend, figured you'd like a chance at getting her alone outside of the club, while Grim is away. You know what they say while the reaper is away the hellions will play." Striker laughs as he wipes the lens of his glasses on the edge of his shirt.
    "Yeah, well I just blew that all to shit.  Maybe you should ask Tread to take her instead." I clinch my fists as the vision of her placing her lips to his plays through my mind.
    "What did you do?" My brother looks like he is entertained by my idiocy. I fill him on everything that happened with Baby, my meeting with Lucky—leaving out the part where he mentioned Baby.
    "Damn bro, she played your ass. You know how manipulative Baby is. But fuck you might as well get ready to brand her wild ass, her old man will slice you up like a Christmas ham when he finds out. And let me guess somehow Rumor seen the two of you. Priceless."  He punches me in the rib and offers me a joint.
    "Brother, you are a genius."
    "Nah man, it's the weed or maybe the glasses."
    "Maybe I ought to get me a pair. Then maybe I'd stop being a