Switch & Burn (Royal Bastards MC : Idaho Springs Chapter) by Bink Cummings

Author:Bink Cummings [Cummings, Bink]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

7

BURN

The poor, sheltered kid is freaking. I expected this might happen. Thing is, he has to walk back into the real world at some point. See people. Shop. Eat at restaurants. Not live in our bedroom forever. Sure, I wanna keep him there. Call me selfish if you want. But I also want him to experience life with me.

Worried the bike might fall, I heel down the kickstand and grip both of Switch’s shaky knees. It’s the best I can do where I’m at, and the most he’ll probably want me to engage in, in public. Not that I give a goddamn what anyone else thinks. Ain’t nobody in this town gonna say shit to me when I’m here. They’ll stare and gossip with their friends about the burned man, but they’ll take one look at my cut and shut their yaps. Royal Bastards is a well-known name ‘round these parts. You respect us, we respect you—end of story.

My hold on Switch does jack to calm him, so I try words instead. “We’re gonna eat pizza. Real pizza. Not the frozen crap at the clubhouse. Then we’re gonna walk around a bit. See the sites. If you wanna go into a store, we will. There is no pressure here, Switch. No need to be anxious.” I squeeze him harder. “See. I’ve got you. If you need a timeout, we’ll find a place for that. But I need you to try. If not for yourself, for me. I wanna show you around and I can’t do that with you freaking the fuck out.”

Two twitchy hands cup the tops of mine. It feels good. Too damn good.

“You gonna trust me?”

A squeeze is all the response I get. I swear my heart grows a dozen sizes from his trust alone.

Steeling his nerves on a deep intake of breath, the kid dismounts my bike.

I’m quick to follow.

Taking his helmet, I set it on my seat before I get a solid read on Switch’s body language… Still uncomfortable, sure, but there’s a strength there, too, simmering beneath the surface.

“Proud of you.” I slap the top of his shoulder before I walk past, not wanting to make this a bigger deal than it needs to be. It doesn’t take but a minute for Switch to fall in step. We pass people on the sidewalk, who give us more than enough space, as we make our way to the famous Beau Jo’s for pizza.

Inside, the place is calm for an early afternoon crowd. We sit away from other patrons, in the back of the saloon style restaurant at a table. Knowing what Switch likes on his pizza, I order a Sky Hawk for us to share and a pitcher of water. He, as I suspected would happen, watches everyone around us like they’re the enemy. What do I do? I sit back with my ankles and arms crossed and let him acclimate. I’m not gonna coddle him. He’s a grown man who can work through his own shit without my help.

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