The Biker's Rules

5 Sep

ancisco (Uncle

- Me

e I suspected him to b

the time? I swear he's frozen on the inside ...

e bottom of this.

re realizing that he doesn't even have my number. I want to tell him exactly what I think of his threats.

Melaena, hope you'

Who is

number:

hat do

Revenge. But m

:

r: You belon

Fudg

aby, I'm not going an

don't have the energy to worry about some random asshole sending me a stupid message. Then it hits me between the eyes. Maybe it's Damion himse

. I need to find Kiara and th

m again, a female voice stops me

mention of that name, I lean ag

big sigh. "Ug, Mom, what am I going to do about that girl?"

ade up your mind

asy." Another deep sigh

ey chuckles. "Nor your school's rules, or even the Grand Prix rules." H

... the devil will probably kill me this time," he snorts as if he's amuse

one who isn't related to Satan then." Is she toying with him? Judgin

e means it. Damn, I can't believe HE of all people might be in lo

ow to fix broken bones." Yeah, he does. He fixed Kiara's ankle.

ould not be surprised if she really hated me." He's not joking now.

d loads of patience. I'm sure as soon as she believes

nymore. He loves the brunette, really loves

a heart. But it seems he doe

if I'm goi

e other until I bump against the wooden counter. I lean my elbow

man. It's my hypo-thingamaj

a suddenly speaks next to me. "They're feeding Lo

turn my head towards the end of the bar where all the guys are gathered in a circle around Lo

Damion and Ren. Uncle John, Doctor Deimos, and Doc Barney form

n's neck. I feel the previous nausea push

a hideous face. I tak

you been?" Her bro

y or are you just sexually frustra

red bitch. She follows

and Ren

What does he have to do

stares at me with her eyes

I pull up my shoulde

dedly out of the room to the front of the house. She looks frustrated and angry. I notice one of the

. Sometimes, I'm sure guys are j

ith my friend?" she teases. Jackson r

ce more brainless-heartless males so the cycle can continue. Look at this st

he same conversational tone, "revenge for what?" Again I sh

my eyes digging into his muscled back. Strange how he does

hing like this." She seems sure of it,

us girl time." She nods her head

oks at the crowd where he

get the feeling that Kiara is not very fond of Ren

e gotten rid of them," I s

good reason ... he saved my life. It happened very long ago ... I was about 4 or 5 ... and he never talked about it again. And yeah, I still can't recall all the details, bu

Tequila Rose, a salted caramel Irish creme, and Kahlua. She takes my hand and pulls me after her. We ma

erneath the pile of HER clothe

d. A hoody flies through the air and hits me against my head w

that

b into the hoody. I watch her doing the same. She's much taller than me, roughly a

erneath the colorful quilt, my mom stitched for me when I was little, and I p

I take a big gulp and feel the liquid burning my throa

between bites while swinging the spoon around.

" she says handing back the bo

and then he dares to tell me I don't know wha

want them to sta

ose stuff is going down rather smo

aking life; to torture me; because he

n want to guess what's going on in that little h

reason," she pauses for

what I overheard. Tears suddenly prick my eyes again and I take another

w I know what this menopause moo

's right. I am jealous. But not of Chloe herself

the day. Are you sure you heard right?" I nod. I'm sure. "Maybe he was talking about another

ONE ti

ree if you count the bodies in the garden." Yeah, she's right ... it was more than once.

ination with the science teacher. And I definitely heard the principal telli

urned out our neighbor's beloved cat die

nymore. And hopefully n

clearly said ... Chloe ..." I sigh. "And Ren wants ME to

he protests. "I'm your

." If I ever saw that girl again it would be

ps," she says with a scrunched-up nose. I give her the bottle. I'm not fond of his friends either. Maybe it's ti

bottle. "Do you think you have a stalker no

alk me? I'm not famous or anything

t an idiot like all the guys

ng slightly dull. We silently finish the second bo

she reaches for the Kahlua

soar," I snort, wiping

on a bed. I grab the bottle from her and throw the contents into the ice cream tub. She watches me with what looks like utter concen

the haunted house when the pain in my arm started kicking in. Clai

t ever since and whenever I say it to myself, I immedi

your name," I say to the toy and laugh out loud again. "

thingy ... " I snort, and snicker and howl as I crack up all hysterica

uddies to find us." I slow down to a giggle and then I start having hiccup

ad until our

ch pretty sk

time. In Europe, the age limit for consuming alcohol is only 18 ... so naturally we w

louder than usual? Kiara starts giggling and spits out some of t

" She swirls a finger around our heads like a broken

cream." She stares

't look ver

ds distorted on the sofa. He looks wasted. Or

e hiccups out a laugh and I swear his eyes are skewed.

e ice cream." She spreads out her arms, wide to the side, and hit

ans against the frame. He look

oints a finger at Damion, "We

y taste in love, dude."

Kiara is still

cks it. He's smiling like th

rts to gag, holding hi

But Damion is already car

. I jump from the bed, stumble a little to regain my balance, an

ll voice inside me saying that drunk blabbering is never

o the shower. Logan is now dressed in only his underwear. Damion has remo

does he know? I stare

sounds hoarse.

mise," he giggles. Do

Yeah. I'm getting to that. I hold up my finger and then point

mio

has such a nice

bath, "You should put water in there

s," he explains calmly. That makes se

to the bed. I let him. I sl

e about D. Who's D?" Da

with the quilt. I push my nose into

little hiccup was not planned. Neither

message," Ki

. Because YOU ... " I poke him in the chest with my finger, "You, Damion Grimm is my curse! And ...

ck ... a big

helps out fr

have because ... because I would not know how big is a big dick

ls. I'm not sure that's what I needed

ot even one." Wait. Not a

ad," Kiara whimpers

hypopotamus confused and then it makes too many hormones ... and all I can think about is

s a gorgeous face, truly, with those hypnotic apple eyes, and that scar on his left temple. My eyes m

try to sleep," his

e takes a deep breath. Dammit, I'm pleading. I

and pulls me against his chest. I'm a me