Wild: Dark Riders Motorcycle Club by Elsa Day

Author:Elsa Day
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: new adult, college, Action adventure, urban, motorcycle, biker, motorcycle club romance, gang, mc, man, biker, alpha, Bike, travel, mc, outlaw rebel, urban, leather, thriller, Alpha male, coming of age, series, second chance, sons of, Travel, suspense, mystery, coming of age, chrome, mystery, suspense, second chance, action, serial, 1%
Publisher: Tsuki no Usagi Press
Published: 2014-04-15T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

ALL THE KIDS IN town knew about The Stables. It was the only bar, the only place in the whole town that we couldn't go. Of course, it didn't even open until we were all fast asleep. But tonight I didn't have a bedtime.

I walked up to the entryway and paused before the big neon sign. I was just about to walk in when a man with a woman on his arm stumbled past me. The smell of smoke and the sourness of the alcohol on their breath hit me when the door opened. It made my eyes water.

The man and woman hobbled by, barely able to keep from falling onto the sidewalk. I could hear them singing and laughing long after their shapes had disappeared into the darkness.

I took a deep breath, grabbed the doorknob, and jerked it open. I expected everyone to look at me, to point and laugh, but no one did. It was too dim and the majority of the people at the bar were too busy with their own problems to bother with me.

There was a seat open in front of the bartender, so I slid myself into it.

"A mojito, please? Make sure the mint and juice are really fresh…"

My words died as I saw the look on the bartender's face. The sneer creeping across his face wasn't exactly encouraging.

"I mean a Milwaukee's Best, please. Thanks."

The bartender brought out a bottle, popped it open, and slammed it down in front of me. Nice service.

I chugged down the watery brew, letting the sweetness and corn taste coat my tongue. It wasn't the best, and it sure wasn't a mojito, but it would have to do.

I was near the bottom of the bottle when two guys came and sat next to me. They smiled at one another, downing their beers in a few gulps. I tried not to pay any attention.

"A vodka cranberry for the lady here," one of the guys said.

"Oh no," I said. "It's okay, really."

"No, we insist," the other guy said. "A pretty lady like you shouldn't be drinking all alone at a bar."

When the bartender pushed the drink my way, I took it. Forcing a smile, I raised it in the guys' direction.

"Thanks," I said. "Cheers."

Hoping that would be the end of it, I started to sip the sweet cocktail.

"I'm Jim," one said. The other guy came next to him. "And I'm Will."

"I'm Lilly," I said and kept my face over my drink.

Apparently, that was enough to invite a conversation. The Stables weren't turning out to be as fun as I imagined them to be when I was a kid.

"Man," Will said. "What's up with those bikers coming around here these days?"

"Yeah, the other day they were around in the middle of the night making a ton of noise. Right?" Jim said.

"Mmm."

This was the last conversation I was interested in having.

"Who do they think they are?" Jim said. "Kings?"

"Kicking people out of town," Will said. "You'd think they were the bosses around there.

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