Rusty Cage (Rawlins Heretics MC Book 1) by Bijou Hunter

Author:Bijou Hunter [Hunter, Bijou]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, bikers, Motorcycle Club, MC Romance
Publisher: Bijou Hunter
Published: 2017-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

➸ Ginger ☆

Breathe in. Breathe out. Focus on the beautiful scenery. Check out that happy family. Wait, are those parents abusing their kids? Forget them and look back at Oz. He’s so damn handsome.

I reach out to run my finger over a scar at the corner of his left eye. His lips curl into a smile, and I know he’s imagining touching me. Sex would be outstanding, but Oz won’t only be my lover. He’s a package deal. So am I. While Oz comes with kids, my baggage is the crazy thoughts racing through my head and making me struggle to catch my breath.

I will not have a panic attack on this date. Mainly because there’s nowhere for me to run, and I can’t imagine stealing Oz’s Harley. Well, I can imagine it, but I won’t ditch him at Silver Swan. The man loves the place. No way will I ruin a special place in his heart by creating a shitty memory of my taking his Harley and leaving him to hitch a ride from one of his boys. Or would he call his mom to pick him up? Would she bring his kids? Oh, man, why do I keep thinking of his kids?

“Chill out,” he says as we walk to the Harley and I consider once again grabbing his keys and running away.

“I don’t like pineapple on my pizza,” is my savvy reply.

“Who does?”

Oz climbs on the bike and waits for me to join him. I look around the Silver Swan and immediately imagine Oz bringing his kids here. Does he hold their hands when they walk into a crowd?

I’m ready to puke as I climb on behind Oz. I’ve spent my life angry, and that anger kept me strong. While I didn’t scream and lash out twenty-four seven, I embraced the anger to remind me of how it would always protect me.

With Oz, I’m not angry. I’m raw instead. Where is my anger to protect me now? I look at him and doubt everything. Is he a monster? Am I a monster? Do we belong together or should we stay apart? What do I want in life? Should I have stolen his Harley and pissed him off, so he’d never want me again? Would that middle finger be enough to shake Oz from my scent? The man is a hound dog in more than one way. Unrelenting, he will possess me, but I might be batshit crazy long before he succeeds.

I hold onto him and hide my face against his back, too troubled by ugly thoughts to enjoy the scenery.

Nothing with Madden prepared me for Oz. This asshole gives me a dirty look, and I swoon. He says something stupid, and I laugh. Even when he pisses me off, I only become more addicted. I want him to pay attention to me and feel lonely when he’s not around.

Except when he is around, I think about long ago vile snapshots from my childhood. Not only mine but Yarrow’s too.

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