Bold from It: Hellions Motorcycle Club (Hellions Ride On Book 5) by Chelsea Camaron

Author:Chelsea Camaron [Camaron, Chelsea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carolina Dreams Publishing
Published: 2020-01-19T18:30:00+00:00

8

Colton

Boomerism: “Know when it’s the time to rise. Recognize when the time to fall comes upon you and act accordingly.”

“Haven’t done this shit since high school,” I remind Wesson. “You wanna get laid, brother, but damn, why do I have to go along too?”

He laughs. “Shut the fuck up, Kick. You know you wanna hang out with Diem as much as I wanna see where I can take things with Emmalee.”

Whatever. This shit feels juvenile. I’m a grown man. If I want to fuck, I find a broad to fuck. Take a woman out on a date? I haven’t done that in years. Take a woman on a date with my brother and her best friend along … that’s the shit we did as teens. Double dating sounds ridiculous at thirty years old.

“Tripp said we had to keep an eye on them until everything could get sorted out. Given the shit storm coming into town, either for Thomas Reigns or Paul Van Etten, we need to be with them as much as possible. A date is a good way to start that shit out.”

I nod because he is not wrong. Even if I don’t like the idea it will help our job from Tripp. Plus, anytime I can be around Diem, I find myself looking forward to. While that feeling is quite unusual for me, I don’t necessarily dislike it.

Diem Reigns is beautiful. From her long dark hair, to her caramel skin tone, to the curves of her body. She is the total package. Her voice is smooth and thick like honey. She smells of citrus every time she’s close. Diem’s smile is the kind that captivates. She has me warped inside like no one ever has before. Which is why I’m going on a damn double date at thirty.

In a matter of minutes, I’m in a fresh pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, my cut, boots, and a backwards baseball hat in place. Wesson wears jeans tucked under him with a blue shirt, and his hair is down like usual. Wesson drives his van, while I take my bike, on the off-chance Emmalee wants to go home with him. I’ll go crash at the compound to give them some privacy.

The ride over the high-rise bridge to Emerald Isle is short. The ocean breeze hitting my face in the chilly winter evening makes me feel alive.

I wonder how Wesson goes through life missing this. Then again, I know my brother misses it. I also know he fears it too. The freedom that is. Right after his accident, Boomer bought him a trike. Granted, at the time, the doctors were hopeful Wesson would walk again with the help of prosthetics. Whether he can walk or not, I don’t ask. If Wesson wants to talk about what happened, I am here. Otherwise, I let my brother be. As a man I know if I were him, I wouldn’t want anyone telling me what to do. I would want to do what I felt comfortable doing.

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