Perilous (Dauntless MC Book 2) by Steele Suzanne

Author:Steele, Suzanne [Steele, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Suzanne Steele
Published: 2015-05-11T16:00:00+00:00

Daisy

From the second the boys pulled out on their bikes, Daisy had been pacing.

“Fuck, sit down, girl. You’re making me nervous,” Raven growled. Daisy noted that even Raven seemed aggravated, and she was usually the coolheaded one of the bunch. Well, maybe she wasn’t always coolheaded, but she was, most certainly, always in control.

Daisy looked up to and admired Raven for the way she stood by Tiny. She wanted to have the same kind of relationship with Preacher and be able to show him, and the club, the same diligent allegiance. Raven was the kind of woman who not only demanded respect, but also had it because she earned it. Daisy counted herself lucky to have such a close relationship with both her and Red.

Right when she felt like she could stand the waiting no longer, the roar of motorcycles could finally be heard. The girls took off towards the heavy metal gates that would permit the men’s entry back into their arms.

Though a wave of relief washed over her, she wouldn’t be at peace until she had Preacher back in her arms and looked him in the eye. She had to know he was okay; she had to know they were okay.

She watched as the men dismounted their bikes, patting each other on the back and enjoying their victory. She wondered what happened. Had he killed Billy? Was she safe to believe they could start over without the fear that had plagued her? Would she finally be able to just let go and live her life without worrying that some traumatic episode would ruin things for her?

She watched, torn between running to him and hiding in a corner until he came for her. What was the right thing to do when a man came home after possibly taking another man’s life? It was all so new to her. She’d never lived this kind of MC lifestyle with friends, family atmosphere, and the kind of love she held for this man, who was now standing in front of her, looking down on her in expectation.

“You’ve got blood on you.”

“Not mine, babe.”

“I’ve never been so glad to hear three words before.”

She leapt into his arms, buried her face in his hair, and cried tears, not of sadness or pain, but of relief.

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