Dizzy: A Steel Bones Motorcycle Club Prequel by Cate C. Wells

Author:Cate C. Wells [Wells, Cate C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-11T18:30:00+00:00

8

DIZZY

When I was a kid, I knew I wanted a Shovelhead for my first bike. My first ride was a chopper, a rebuild that Big George guided me through. A beautiful ride. I laid her down in an early ice storm when I came back from my first deployment, and she wasn’t salvageable. My next bike was a Shovelhead, too.

But when Parker came along and I needed a truck, I didn’t know what I wanted beyond American-made.

Dad and I went up to Baldwin, on the state line, where there’s a strip of dealerships and no sales tax. We started at the first place we came to. We’d narrowed it down to three different models beforehand.

The minute I sat behind the wheel of my truck, I knew it was the one. Dad insisted we test-drive it and take the other models for a spin. To be sure. But I was sure. I went along with it. Dad was good company. Funny as shit. But we could’ve called it a day and gone fishing. I was sold the minute I slid into the driver’s seat.

The closest feeling I can compare it to is when I held Parker for the first time. And Carson. They were mine.

So is this girl curled up beside me, snoring softly, nestled under my arm. I know that ain’t the way it’s supposed to be. Shit, there are whole magazines for folks who need all the specs and reviews before they even go to test-drive a vehicle. But I know. Fay-Lee belongs to me.

It’s gonna hurt like a bitch when she decides she wants to leave.

I kiss her on the forehead and ease out of bed. I need to check on the boys, get them ready for bed. If I let ‘em, they’ll stay up all night.

Parker can come back up to his room. Fay-Lee is stayin’ in my bed. No sense in him bunking downstairs for another night.

I grab another beer and some chips on my way to the lower level. I’m starving. What I really want is meat. I thought I had some deer jerky left, but I search the shelves and can’t find it. Carson must’ve finished it off. Oh, well. It was good. Can’t blame him.

I find the boys watching the end of this movie from the 80s that they’ve seen a hundred times. It’s about a cat and a dog, and they get lost or something. Maybe there’s a hurricane. I sat through it enough, but I never paid much attention.

“What happened to the action flick?”

“We seen it before.”

“You’ve seen this before.”

“Yeah.” Carson scooches to make room for me. I plop down between them, kick a few toys off the coffee table so I can prop up my feet. This room is a fucking disaster. I’m gonna have to take away dirt bikes again until they clean it up.

I pop the chips, and both boys’ hands dive in.

“After this, it’s bedtime.”

“Okay, Dad.” Carson’s eyes are drooping. He’s the one who’ll pass out wherever. Parker’s like me.

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