Patience: Biker Romance (The Davis Chapter Book 1) by Davida Lynn Read Free Book Online

had sat in silence since I followed him to the diner. Occasionally I would open my mouth to say something, but words had failed me up to that point.

    Finally I spoke, actually catching them off guard for once. “You lied. There’s a lot you are not telling me. Why don’t we get your story?”

      After wiping a splash of coffee from the table, Thunder sighed, “I didn’t lie. I don’t go around telling every woman that takes me home that I turned state’s evidence. It’s not very sexy pillow talk, know what I mean?” He must’ve seen the look on my face, “No offense.”

    “Oh, none taken, asshole.”

    “Hey, hey. You have to understand that last night you were just another sweetbutt. Just another biker groupie that wanted to hop on the pole. This morning, you weren’t. And now? Shit, I don’t know what the hell you are, now.”

      “Join the fucking club. What did you do?” Thunder and I had gone from lovers to acquaintances to partners, apparently. We were doing it all out of order, but it felt like that was just the way he and I were. Thunder was alluring, sexy, and confusing. I knew it wasn’t the case, but all the twists in my life felt like his doing. He was there when I woke up with no memory, and he was there at the meeting. I couldn’t tell if he was nothing but bad luck or nothing but good.

    There was pain on his face. I could tell he didn’t want to explain, but we both knew he had to. He groaned and looked down the aisle. I turned and followed his gaze. The coast was clear so I faced him, again.

    “It’s a bullshit thing, really.”

    I nodded, really piling on the sarcasm, “Yeah, I’m sure a lawyer fucked you.”

    “Ha fucking ha. When I joined the Rising Sons, I had a little problem with the white horse.” Thunder brought his hand up to his nose, tapping it a few times.The news didn’t shock me, but it was a little surprising. Thunder really seemed like he had it all together.

    “I guess once I was in with the Sons, I painted a target on my back. I had cleaned up for about two weeks, but then some family shit had me itching bad. I tried buying from someone new, and it bit me in the ass. Surprisingly, that was my first time in trouble with the law, and since I was in with the Sons, the DEA wanted intel on the biker gang. It was that or five years in State. It was an easy choice, you know?”

    I nodded along as Thunder told his story. Not only was there a soft heart beneath his muscles, but he had his demons, as well. I guess that everybody did, probably even myself. If my memory ever came back, I might learn what they were.

    He went back to staring at his coffee, so I spoke up, “And since?” I didn’t want to twist the knife in, but if Thunder had a problem, I needed to know about it. If he was unstable or still using, I couldn’t rely on him for anything. I needed somebody I could rely on, and I wanted it to be him.

    “The scare with the law shook me up pretty bad,” he hung his head, and I knew the shame he felt was real. “I’ve got a sponsor, and I go to meetings. It’s been just over three months.”

    The puzzle pieces were coming together at a glacier’s pace. The last thing on earth I wanted was to be wrapped up in a mystery, but there I was. “So the DEA thinks that the club is dealing?”

    Thunder gave a shrug, “That’s my guess. I didn’t buy from someone in the club, but any organization of bikers must have illegal goings on. I’m guessing that’s their philosophy.”

    “Where do I fit in, then?” I was mostly just thinking out loud; I knew Thunder wouldn’t have any answers.

    “Hot young thing shows up at the club, start sleeping around? Nobody’s going to bat an eye at that. All in all, it’s a pretty damn good cover.” Thunder gave me a smile that was warm and knowing.

    He was right, actually. I had the body, the wardrobe, and I’m guessing the attitude of just the type of woman those bikers craved. My best guess was that my