Reckless Love (Satan's Prophets MC, Book 2) (Satan's Prophets MC Series) by Jacqui Leigh Jones Read Free Book Online Page B

can’t promise you anything more than that.”
    “That’s all I am asking for, Renee,” Peter said seriously, looking into her eyes. Then, he winked at her. “And maybe someone to have egg salad sandwiches with now and then.”
     
    * * *
     
    Susanna was waiting for Renee when she got home. She opened the door before Renee’s hand touched the doorknob. “Well, don’t keep me in suspense. How did it go?”
    Renee frowned as she started thinking. “I’m not sure. I mean, Peter told me he wants to hang out together. Why? What could he possibly want to hang with me for? I’m not the prettiest girl around and I was never popular back in school, so what could we even talk about? Besides, I just don’t know if I am ready for stuff like that.” Renee collapsed into the nearest chair and hugged herself tightly. “My life is just one big mess, Susanna. What am I going to do?”
    Susanna moved to stand directly in front of Renee with her hands on her hips.
    “First thing you’re going to do is quit beating yourself up all the time! You are a smart, intelligent woman, and you’re not the first one to be a single mom. Think of yourself for a change and grab that chance at happiness! Look, honey, you always said you wanted that house with the white picket fence. Peter just might be the one to give it to you. And… he is really cute,” Susanna added with a wink. “Just take it nice and slow and have some fun. No harm in that.”
    Renee slowly rose from the chair, feeling like a feeble old lady. “I’m going to go upstairs to pay Annelle, then lie down with Michael for a while. I’m getting a headache from all this stress.”
    Susanna watched her walking away with a heavy heart. She was glad she didn’t date anyone. Who the hell needed all these problems, anyway?
     
    * * *
     
    Later after Renee woke up, she went downstairs and was surprised to see a beautiful floral arrangement of white daisies, yellow daylilies, and pink carnations mixed in with some greens sitting on the table in the foyer. She walked over, wondering who they were for. Renee read the card, surprised to see they were from Peter. She closed her eyes and inhaled their sweet fragrance, thinking what a thoughtful guy he was.
    Her dad came walking over, curious. “I see you finally woke up. Nice flowers. Who are they from?”
    “Do you remember Peter Dempsey? He grew up here, moved away, and now he’s back. I ran into him yesterday, had lunch with him today.”
    “Yes, honey. I knew his family. It was tragic how they both died in that car accident.” Her dad’s brow wrinkled. “But you just ran into him yesterday and he is sending you flowers already? Listen, honey, I think you need to slow down here. You’ve got enough on your plate as it is. You don’t need any more complications in your life right now.”
    Renee knew her dad was right, but getting a bouquet of flowers was wonderful. No guy had ever sent her flowers before and she liked feeling that she was special to someone.
    But… she still didn’t know if she wanted to get involved with Peter, even if it was just as friends.
     
    * * *
     
    The next afternoon, Peter called Renee and asked if he could come over to see her that evening. Renee told Peter she wasn’t up for company because Michael wasn’t sleeping well at night and she was exhausted. He called her again the next day and Renee made up another excuse.
    Peter was relentless and called Renee a few times each week. She was running out of excuses, so she decided she would have to be blunt with him. She said she just wasn’t ready for any kind of involvement with anyone yet. He said he understood, but that didn’t stop him from calling her anyway.
    One evening, Michael was especially cranky and wearing on her nerves. Renee was feeling down in the dumps, thinking on how she never went anywhere anymore except to work and home and the occasional shopping trip. Peter called at just the right time. He asked her if she would like to