Devil's Disciples MC (Box Set) by Scott Hildreth

Author:Scott Hildreth [Hildreth, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-16T16:00:00+00:00

“Where’d you learn to fight like that?” I sucked a mouthful of chocolate malt through the oversized straw. “Chuck Norris hasn’t got anything on you.”

He pressed the heels of his palms to his temples. “I can’t drink any more of that thing.”

I paused from drinking, but left the straw in my mouth, just in case I wanted more. “Ice cream headache?”

He nodded.

“So,” I raised my eyebrows. “Are you going to answer me?”

“I’m thinking.”

I sucked another ounce of cold deliciousness from the cup. “About whether or not you want to answer me?”

He no more than lowered his hands and winced from the pain. “Something like that.”

“Are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine.”

“Your hands were a blur. I was just wondering if you were some Kung Fu master or some crap. That was awesome. I don’t hate people, but I come really close to hating Luke, just so you know.”

“He’d be an easy one to hate,” he replied.

Since the incident at the movie theater, Porter seemed sidetracked and incapable of focusing. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked. “You seem off, or whatever.”

“I’m thinking.”

I sucked on the straw until my cheeks caved in, gaining another mouthful of the perfect blend of chocolate and malted milk. With the straw resting on the tip of my tongue, I looked up. “About?”

He stared at the entrance for a while, and then looked at me. “I’m not who you think I am,” he said, his voice filled with regret. “Not entirely.”

My heart fell into the pit of my stomach. I pushed the malt to the side. “What do you mean?”

He glanced over each shoulder and then held my gaze. “I need to tell you some things about me.”

I felt sick. The malted milk rose until it tickled the back of my throat.

I swallowed heavily. “Okay.”

“The motorcycle club I ride with is an outlaw club,” he said.

I waited for him to continue, but he didn’t. I’d heard the Outlaw MC term before but wasn’t completely sure what it meant. I didn’t think it was all that bad, though. Not when compared to other things.

“What does that mean?” I asked. “In terms I can understand.”

“Well, it means the members of our club fall within the one percent of riders that aren’t willing to live by the rules of society. But, with us, there’s more to it than that.”

So far, I was relieved with what he’d revealed. There was obviously more he wanted to say, and I wanted to listen to anything he was willing to offer me.

“If you want to explain,” I said. “I’ll listen.”

He nodded. “I can’t go into detail, but I can speak in general terms.”

Anything was better than nothing. His reluctance to continue made me more nervous than anything. His opening statement of I’m not the man you think I am still had my stomach in a knot.

“Okay. I mean, I’d just like to know more about ‘I’m not the man you think I am’. When you said that, it made my stomach do flips.”

His jaw tightened. He looked away, toward the ice cream cooler that was on the far wall.

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