Biker Bound: The Lost Souls MC Series by Ellie R Hunter Read Free Book Online Page B

violations and too many others to fuckin’ remember.”
    “What were you pulled over for?” I ask.
    “That’s the bullshit. They came up behind me out of nowhere. As soon as I was off my bike, they had me face down in the dirt and yellin’ me my rights. Apparently, they had a tip off I was carryin’ a concealed weapon. When they found I had shit on me, they came up with everythin’ and anythin’ they could.”
    “Ricky’s been set up, now you. Something’s definitely goin’ on,” Cas mumbles agitatedly. He rubs his chin as he contemplates our next move.
    “Okay, everyone keep your eyes open. No one bring any heat to the club and again, don’t be carryin’ anything you’re not licenced for.”
    “If that’s it, I need a drink,” Oak grunts.
    Nothing is finished but Cas slams the gavel down.
    Oak sluggishly drags his old ass out of his chair and the others followed him.
    Out in the bar Cas called me over and I followed him into his office.
    “What’s goin’ on with Billy’s girl?” he asks, watching me closely.
    “Not a lot is going on and she isn’t Billy’s girl. Her name is Kristen.”
    Something gnaws deep inside me whenever she is referred to as Billy’s girl.
    “How long is she plannin’ on stayin’ in town?”
    “Not sure, I don’t think she knows herself,” I tell him.
    “I know we’re not hidin’ anything we’ve done, but if she finds out how Billy really died and told the wrong person, well, I don’t need to tell you how much fuckin’ trouble it would bring.”
    Anything Cas has asked me to do, I have done. I have never held anything but respect for him, especially as my president. He has led us in a good, stable direction since he took the gavel, but listening to him speak to me as if I am the one who would open my mouth to Kristen fucks me off.
    “Brother, you don’t need to tell me nothin’. She sure as shit won’t be finding nothing out from me. I don’t think she disbelieves the car accident. The only reason she’s still here is because she doesn’t have anywhere else to go yet.”
    He slowly nods taking in everything I said.
    “Okay, are you still good to keep an eye on her? Not only to make sure she don’t hear nothin’ but to generally make sure her and the kid are alright,” he asks.
    “Yeah, I’m good. I’ll swing by the motel after I’ve finished my bike.”
    I leave shortly after and make my way to the garage. The heat is scorching as I step out of the cool air-conditioned bar. The first image I have is of how Kristen would look in this heat. I guarantee she wouldn’t be wearing a lot and the beads of sweat dripping down her chest I would happily lick dry. I bet she tastes fucking sweet.
    Holy shit, I need my bike on the road and on the way to that motel. Fuck an excuse, I need to see her soon with or without some lame ass excuse.
     
     
    Kristen
     
     
    The motel’s air-conditioner was on the verge of blowing up. I have already took advantage of Zachery’s two naps today and had cold showers just to cool down.
    The sleazy manager was more interested in checking me out than listening to my complaint about the air-con.
    “Are you listening to me? I said the AC needs looking at.”
    I am too hot and I’m beginning to lose my patience. To say I feel self-conscious is an understatement. The motel manager, Toby, probably in his late thirties and the creepiest guy I have ever met, is constantly talking to my breasts.
    “You know, you’re too good for the likes of that club.”
    “I’m sorry?” I ask, surprised by his audacity at poking his nose into my business.
    “You seem like a decent girl, you shouldn’t be hanging around with them. I saw him last night, leaving late.”
    Is he spying on me?
    “They’re trouble, if you have any sense you’ll stay away,” he finishes.
    “It’s really none of your God damn business who I speak to. What is your business is the air-conditioning. If it’s not fixed by the time I get back I’ll take my