The Biker's Baby: An Mpreg Romance by Austin Bates

Author:Austin Bates [Bates, Austin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-18T05:00:00+00:00

15

Slade

Thanks to Finn, Slade made it past the club’s bouncer without incident. Slade had been readying to bloody his knuckles if need be. Yet once it was obvious they were here for a minor, the beefy guard had let them enter.

The plan was simple: find Cecilia and extract her as quietly as possible.

But the club was hazy and dim, the music obnoxiously loud, and the body count larger than he’d been prepared for. Finn pressed his lithe, warm body closer, raising his voice over the din. “Must be a special night.”

Yeah, it was special all right.

Cecilia had pulled a lot of crap over the years. This one had the rest paling in comparison.

What the hell was she doing in a bar all the way in Philly?

Slade was only damn glad she’d called from an unrecognizable number. The Philadelphia area code had raised red flags. Cecilia had no business being here. And Slade wasn’t about to turn the other cheek, not when she had drunk-dialed him, giggled like crazy, and hung up without an explanation.

And thank God he’d talked her into connecting their phones with a GPS app.

He had no plan in turning over Philly looking for her.

Gritting his teeth, Slade maneuvered around throngs of gyrating, grinding bodies. He peeled himself off at least a few men and women who had reached out and attempted to lure him into a dance. By the time he cleared to the bar, Slade’s shoulders hiked up to his ears, his nails digging into his palms, fists quaking from the prickly rage heating his body.

The all-in-black, tatted and pierced bartender approached cautiously. Smart lady.

“What’s your poison?” She tossed Finn a wary glance, her heavily-lined eyes narrowing.

Slade drew out his phone, his fingers bloodless as his grip tightened on the frame. Flicking through his gallery, he found a suitable picture of Cecilia from her eighteenth birthday last year. She’d celebrated her nineteenth in Pittsburgh before Slade had made his big move after her.

“Have you seen this girl?” He held out the screenshot to the bartender, waiting for her to recognize Cecilia. As piss-drunk as she sounded, Slade believed his sister had to have been at the bar at some point in the night.

Swishing her long, platinum blonde ponytail, the bartender snapped, “Sorry. Only serve drinks here.”

“You’re going to serve more tonight.” Slade leaned over the counter, growling. The warning sound stilled the bartender from leaving them to answer the rowdy college-aged boys at the end of the bar. “She’s nineteen, so I suggest you look closer and tell me if you’ve seen her hanging around.”

Giving the phone a better look, the bartender nodded. “Yeah. Maybe. Honestly though, people’s faces start to blur at this point in my shift.” She raised her hands then. “But I always ask for I.D. And if she drank here, then she’s carrying a good fake.”

“Yeah,” Slade muttered, brushing aside the bartender’s excuse. He wasn’t planning to burn the bar down for serving a minor.

Besides, Cecilia knew better. At least Slade liked to think he’d raised her with a straight moral compass.

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