Spike (Aces MC Series Book 3) by Aimee-Louise Foster Read Free Book Online Page A

noticed that he was still staring at me with darkened eyes, making me
feel a little uncomfortable.
    "Now, I am in the position to comment on that outfit,"
Spike said as a shy Tommy walked into the living room wearing a blue shirt and
a pair of jeans. "Come here Tommy, let's sort your collar out a
little." Tommy slowly walked over to Spike and turned around to give him
free access. I watched the interaction between them and saw Spike's facial
expression change as he adjusted Tommy's collar. He didn't say anything he
simply glanced in my direction and quickly went back to the task at hand, but I
noticed Spike grind his teeth and clearly try to hold in his temper.
"Right let's have a look at you." Putting on a smile he turned Tommy
around, "You look very dapper little man." Tommy glanced at him
confused by his statement before Devon grabbed his hand for another quick
outfit change.
    "Time's getting on, I'm gonna grab some things."
Amy walked into the bedroom to pack a bag.
Being left alone with Spike put me on edge, I instinctively looked down at the
floor not making eye contact with him. "I know what you're going to say
but please don't, I carry enough guilt already." I twisted my hands
together which was a nervous trait, one that had gotten me many beatings but I
couldn't help it when I was anxious.
I could see Spike in my peripheral vision as he moved from the sofa to make his
way across the living room towards me.
"How long has it been going on Louise?" He asked with such sincerity.
Should I tell him the truth? Would it matter if other people knew? I
could possibly be selective with the information I gave him omitting surnames
and places, that way I couldn't be traced, could I?
I let out a loud sigh and didn't see his hand move until he gently placed his
fingers under my chin to lift my head so I was facing him. My heart rate
instantly accelerated but for some unknown reason I allowed him to touch me
albeit briefly.
"Talk to me," he lowered his arm and took my hand gently, and I was
surprised that I didn't recoil but I didn't feel threatened by him. Although he
spoke tough and looked even tougher, I had seen a caring side to him when we
were at the park and the way he interacted with the children piqued my
curiosity. He gently guided me over to the sofa and I noticed that he moved
further away to give me the space I needed as he waited for me to speak.
    "I was fourteen when we started dating, he was
attentive at first but over time he wore me down taking away the little dignity
I had and turned me into a loner." I glanced over at him, I don't know why
but the words continued to fall from my mouth. "The birth of the twins only
intensified the beatings but I've taken as much as I can possibly handle. I've
been planning to leave for a year, trying to save what little money I had so
that we could survive but last night was the final straw."
He took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes, "Did he hurt Tommy?"
I simply nodded, I couldn't bring myself to say the words. "You must think
I'm really weak." I said quietly.
I could see that he was composing himself, "On the contrary, I think you're
brave for getting your children out when you did, there are plenty of women who
would've stayed."
What was I doing? I'd met this man earlier on this afternoon and here I was
spilling my heart out to him! If I wasn't careful I'd end up being
someone else's doormat to be trodden on all over again. We sat in silence and I was grateful that I had time to ponder what I'd
just revealed to Spike. I hadn't prepared myself to answer questions about my
relationship with Liam and I was still a little taken aback at how easy he had
been able to withdraw information from me about my past. I glanced in his
direction to see that he was leaning on the arm of the sofa resting his head on
his hand casually but he was again observing me like he was trying to solve a
problem in his own head.
    "Right I've packed everything I need. Connor can you
give me a hand taking