Beyond Her Words (Corrupt Chaos MC) by Bink Cummings

Author:Bink Cummings [Cummings, Bink]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2015-11-16T05:00:00+00:00

6 Weeks Later

I can’t flippin’ believe it! I just can’t! Today is my first day on the new job. Yes, that means at Cas’s shop. I’m nervous, and a little excited, too. It’ll be nice to have some time away from the house. Lord knows, I’m in desperate need of it.

Standing in front of the dresser, I stuff my legs into my overalls and click the metal tabs together at my shoulders. My matching white tank top, bra, and panties are concealed underneath, along with my leg brace. I can’t decide if this itches more, or if the cast was worse. I’m just happy to be on the mend and able to walk again. It’s only been a couple weeks, but my freedom has never felt so sweet, and I don’t think I’ll ever miss that wheelchair for as long as I live.

Finishing with socks and my worn work boots, I slip out of the bedroom and into the bath to finish my hair and makeup. While I do that, why don’t I fill you in on my boring life for the past six weeks? Sound good? You nodding? Yippy skippy. . .I thought so.

Other than my voice turning back to normal, and my cast coming off, there’s not much else to explain. The basement took two weeks to fix with the help of Lachlan’s club brothers. Who knew there were an entire slew of heavily tatted bikers to lend a hand? Not me.

During those two grueling weeks, where hammers and saws worked at all hours of the day, I stayed in my room, as far away from them as possible. I’m not comfortable around Lachlan part of the time, and adding half-dressed men, some of which are quite attractive, made me not want to risk embarrassing myself—or worse, Lachlan. So yeah, it’s fixed now, and Bridget’s back to living downstairs while I remain upstairs. I like it better up here, anyhow. It gives Bridget more privacy, and me a covered front porch or the raised back deck to lounge on while I indulge in fictional fantasies.

Hum. . .what else can I tell you? Bridget’s back to school and still working part-time for Whisky. Not that you really need to know that. Lachlan’s continues to work two days a week, and any time he’s not working, he’s working out, or gone. He hasn’t spent much time here, other than to catch a few winks and grab a bite to eat now and again.

To be helpful and pass some time, I’ve made it my duty to have sandwiches and lemonade stocked in the fridge for whenever he does drop in to munch. He must like it, because the food’s always gone.

A couple of days ago, I whipped up a batch of brownies, which I’m sure aren’t even close to as delicious as something Whisky can bake, but I was craving chocolate. Not much good that did me. By the time I’d made them, took a shower, and had a nap, I woke up and found most of the pan empty on the stove and no Lachlan anywhere to be found.

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