Bear (Rebel Saints MC, Motorcycle Club Book 6) by Lily J. Adams

Author:Lily J. Adams [Adams, Lily J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

I woke up with Bear’s arm covering my body. As I adjusted my eyes to the light and opened one eye, a good morning smile drifted over my lips. How I ended up in this man’s bed was a mystery to me, but it was a mystery I was grateful for. I peeled his arm back, and carefully got up. Padding lightly to the kitchen, I made some coffee.

It was pretty early, but I wanted to visit my brother’s grave and pay my respects. I felt like he was with me more now than ever, there had been so much talk about Deon.

As I thought about making a move to the shower, thick arms wrapped around my body and I instantly rested my head back on Bear’s chest.

“Hey, you’re up early, something on your mind?” he murmured into my hair.

“Hmm. Yeah. I’m going to go to my brother’s gravesite. I want to visit and say hello to him. I usually go there every month. I want to get on the road before anybody else.” I was focused on being connected to my brother. That’s all I could think about.

“Okay.”

That’s what I liked about Bear. He didn’t put pressure on me to talk about my brother and every gloomy part of my life. He let me be and that made me feel like I wanted to reveal things to him. His lips hit the flesh of my shoulder sending a spiral wave of heat through my body. I turned around and raised my lips up to his as we kissed.

Finally, he pulled back. “Do you want me to drop you off there?”

“No, I’m good. I just need a little bit of time alone with him.” I planned to go past the Santa Fe florist and get some fresh flowers. Not that my brother was a flower type of guy. That was the last thing he’d been. He loved sneakers, so every now and then I would go to the store and get him a sneaker on a keychain and bury it into the earth to honor him.

“Understandable. I’m here if you need me.” Bear’s knuckles stroked the side of my face.

I headed to the shower. After I finished and dressed, I gave Bear’s cheek a sweet kiss goodbye and headed over to the gravesite, deciding to bypass the trip to the floral shop. The cemetery was a few miles on the outskirts of town and I enjoyed the drive. I felt the peacefulness as I trod through the cemetery to my brother’s grave.

I touched the headstone, then as soon as my hand ran over the cemented block, I started to cry. I could feel my brother. “I’m here. I miss you so much. I don’t know what to do sometimes.” I wept as I stood over his grave. One of my tears spilled onto his engraved letters as I bent down. “Tell me what to do. Tell me that we’re going to beat Rocky,” I pleaded.

The tears were cathartic, and I felt a little better the longer I stood there.

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