Crushed (Aces High MC - Tallahassee Book 1) by Christine Michelle & Christine Butler

Author:Christine Michelle & Christine Butler [Michelle, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Motorcyle Club Romance
Publisher: Moonlit Dreams Publication
Published: 2020-04-27T18:30:00+00:00

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There was a little boy and a girl in the room that I had been staying in before. Apparently, their father was Beach, a member of the club, and they needed somewhere to be while the club was locked down because of me. At first, I had hung my head in shame after meeting them. I wondered if they knew who I was and if they’d hate me since I was the reason they were here. The children were preoccupied with their electronic gadgets and didn’t even bother glancing up at me when Court introduced us.

“Are you Court’s old lady?” The boy asked. I didn’t think he could be any more than eight years old so it struck me as odd that he knew what an old lady was.

“No, I’m not.”

“Oh,” the girl wrinkled her nose and finally gave me the time of day. “You one of those ladies my daddy tells me to stay away from?” I thought she must have been talking about the club sluts, but I wasn’t sure.

“I don’t think so,” I answered.

The boy gave me a puzzled look then. “Then whose old lady are you?”

“Crusher,” I answered without thinking.

The boy laughed. “Crusher ain’t got no lady. My daddy says he ain’t ever settling down.”

“Well, my name is Mica,” I told the boy, trying to change the subject, because I already saw proof that Crusher wasn’t the settling type.

“Mike? That’s a weird name for a girl,” he told me.

I laughed. “No, it’s Mic-a.” I emphasized the letters so he understood the name was different.

“That’s still weird. Why’d your daddy name you a boy name?”

“That’s a good question,” I told him because it didn’t seem like something he was going to drop anytime soon.

“You should ask him,” the boy told me.

“Ask who?”

“Your dad. You should ask him why he named you a dumb name for a girl.” My heart squeezed in my chest. I wished I could ask my dad something like that. Unfortunately, he stopped being the man I knew around the same time my mom got really sick. I remember seeing it, and feeling it, when he checked out on us. Rationally, I knew it was fear of what was to come. He started distancing himself from her when the doctors stopped giving them possible hopeful outcomes. He was protecting his heart, but he forgot they had children who needed both of their parents still. Sure, I was sixteen and seventeen when everything happened, but I was nowhere near grown up yet.

“I’ll have to do that one day,” I told him. “What is your name?”

“I’m Sin,” the boy told me.

“Sin, huh?”

“Sinclair,” his sister corrected.

“Hush, Crimson. Dad said my name was badass, and when I’m bigger I won’t even need a road name because I’ll have one built in. “The little boy puffed out his bony chest, emulating the big biker men he was used to being around.

“Are you guys here with your mom too?”

They both looked a little sad then. “Our mom died when Crim was a baby,” Sinclair told me.

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