Breaking Hammer by Sabrina Paige

Author:Sabrina Paige [Paige, Sabrina]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Action, Erotica, Crime, Thriller
Published: 2014-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

I stood in the garage, looking at the bike. It had been sitting there, unridden, since April's death. It taunted me, a reminder of the the way things used to be. Meia was right. I was a man without a home. There was nowhere I belonged. I was estranged from everything and everyone I used to hold close. It was grasping at straws, trying to find something, anything, that would ease the pain of April's death. I had been trying to find some solace.

And all of this fighting bullshit, this attempt to quell my rage somehow, well, it wasn't working. Because it wasn't what I needed.

I had been angry for so long. I had wallowed in my shit, unable to see a life without April, unable to see MacKenzie in front of me, the child who needed me.

All of the rage, all of the bluster and bravado, was bullshit. It was grasping at straws. It was doing what I could to get by without her.

This was something I needed to do. I was ready. I needed to confront the past, before I could go any further. And I was resolved to go further. Meia thought I would just walk away, that I would forget about what she'd said. But I couldn't just leave her to that monster.

And that meant I'd have to put the past to rest.

I pulled the cover off the bike, and tossed it the cement floor. All of the memories I had tried so hard to erase, to just put out of my head and pretend they didn't exist, came rushing back the moment I threw my leg over the seat and straddled the bike. She felt simultaneously familiar and strange underneath me, like some kind of long-lost lover. And that's what she was, wasn't she? She was my first love, before anyone else, even April.

When I heard her motor turn over, felt the rumble between my legs, my heart beat harder, anticipation building inside me. I wrapped the throttle a few times, and the scream from the pipes was ear piercing.

I steadied the bike underneath me and kicked back the stand, then stepped on the shift and clutched into gear. I paused for a moment, keenly aware of everything around me in that moment- the sound, the smell, the vibration of the engine. My heart was still racing, but I felt myself slowly release the clutch lever and simultaneously roll on the throttle. I rolled out of the garage, down the driveway, and with a shift and more throttle, I was gone.

I stuffed the fear down deep inside me, and let the other part take over. I couldn't let the fear control me any more. No more running, no more hiding.

No more chicken shit self pity.

I rode through the old part of Vegas, and I could feel myself begin to settle into the bike before too long, my body responding to the familiarity of riding again. It was blazing hot in the late afternoon sun, and the wind on my face felt only slightly cooler as I rode out of town.

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