Ruined #4 (The MC Motorcycle Club Romance Series - Book #4) by Alycia Taylor Read Free Book Online

beauty of the
landscape around us and the moon and stars up above us.
    Dax turned in the direction of the hills and I
realized after a while that we were going towards the lake. We used to do that
a lot; take a picnic basket and go up there and eat and swim in the dark.
Sometimes we’d make a bonfire if no one else was around. When we were kids, Dax
had found us a secluded little spot. I hadn’t been there for a while and the
closer we got, the more excited I became.
    I was surprised to see another bike when Dax pulled
his to a stop and parked.
    When we got off, I asked him, “Who else is here?”
    He looked at the bike and back at me and said,
“Ryan.”
    “Ryan who?” I asked. I genuinely had no idea who he
was talking about.
    “The newest prospect,” he said.
    Bull made the new guys wear patches that said
Prospect until they proved themselves. At last count, he only had two. Neither
of them was named Ryan. I guess I was behind on what was happening with the
club. I liked it. I wanted to keep moving away from it.
    I followed Dax and wondered why he would invite this
Ryan guy. When we came around the corner to the spot in the sand that was
surrounded by beautiful big, red rocks I saw a bonfire already going. Dax
stepped over one of the rocks and then he put his hand out to help me over. The
sight I took in caused me to gasp. As Dax was thanking Ryan and sending him
away, I stared at the scenery in front of me.
    The bonfire was in the center of the space. On the
right side of it was a huge, soft-looking plaid blanket, a little vase filled
with wildflowers and a spread of food that made my mouth water and my belly
rumble. There was fried chicken and potato salad…biscuits and coleslaw…I saw
cheesecake and chocolate cake…and there was a big decanter with a big bottle of
champagne chilling and ten or twelve bottles of beer.
    “Oh my God, Dax…this is so amazing. I don’t even
know what to say.”
    He came over to me and took my hands and said, “You
don’t have to say anything. I hope you like it though?”
    “I love it,” I said, honestly. “It’s so
romantic…it’s incredible…Did that guy set this all up?”
    Dax laughed and said, “Um, no. He was just
protecting it until we got here. I set it up before I came to get you.”
    I put my arms around him and gave him a long, deep
kiss. When we came up for air I said, “Thank you.”
    He grinned and replied, “You’re welcome. Are you
hungry?”
    “Oh God, I’m starving,” I told him. He laughed
again. He used to always tease me about having a big man’s appetite in a little
girl’s body.
    “Good, let’s eat first,” he said.
    “First, before what?”
    “Before we swim,” he said with another grin.
    “It’s a little cold, don’t you think?”
    “Nah, it’s been warm all day. The water will be a
good swimming temperature. Let’s eat first, and then we’ll talk about it.”
    We sat down on the blanket and ate. The fried
chicken was delicious and I wondered if his mother had made it or if he’d
bought it somewhere. When I tasted the biscuits I could tell that they were
unmistakably Gail’s.
    “Did your mom cook all day for us?”
    “Not for me,” he said. “For you. Every time she
hears we’re doing something together, she does a happy dance. I think you’re
the daughter she’s always wanted.”
    I laughed. Everyone knew how Gail felt about her
son. Dax was the one she’d do anything for and since he had to have Bull for a
father, I was glad he had her.
    “It’s delicious. Thank her for me,” I said.
    “It is delicious,” he said.
    While we ate, he described his day at Greg’s with
me. The light in his eyes when he talked about it was what was exciting to me.
I loved to see him happy more than anything else.
    “I’m so glad your mom is helping you do that. I
think it’s going to be great for you and I’m sure you’ll make it a rousing
success,” I told him.
    “Damn, you should have saved that for the toast,”