Blink (Savage Crows MC Original Chapter #1) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: Savage Crows MC Original Chapter Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 72(@200wpm)___ 58(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
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I smiled.

7

Blink

“What the absolute fuck happened?” Grit demanded as soon as the chapel doors were shut behind him. He stalked over to his seat at the table, fury lining his features.

My shoulder was throbbing something fierce. I wanted to do nothing more than take some pain medicine and pass out in bed, but shit had to be taken care of first. We’d never been targeted before, but I knew it would happen sooner or later. And I had a feeling that this hit was meant for the Savage Crows. We were moving in on business that others wanted.

“Fuckers came out of nowhere,” I told him. “Brian nor I had time to really react. Two of his men are dead, as you know.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Carver swore, shoving his fingers through his dirty-blonde strands. His hands smacked the table after. “One of ‘em was riddled with fucking bullet holes, brother. It was gruesome. Never seen organs just spilling out of someone like that.”

I grimaced. “What’s the game plan here?” Carter asked. He leaned forward and placed his elbows on the table, steepling his fingers together in front of his mouth.

“For now, we sit tight. Lay low. Stick to the clubhouse as much as possible. Word will eventually get to us on who is doing this. We just need to be patient about it.”

Carver snorted, muttering, “Patience” under his breath.

“Patience is a virtue I don’t fucking have,” Grit growled.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Well, you’re going to fucking have it today, brother. We’ve got a woman and a kid hanging around here now. We can’t be reckless.”

Grit grunted but didn’t say another word. He knew I was right. One wrong move and Lindsey or Eric could get caught in the crossfires of this shit. And that wasn’t an option for us.

Our first priority was protecting them. Everything else came after.

Lindsey set a plate of food in front of me when I took a seat at the bar. “Eat,” she commanded. “You need to take pain pills, and you can’t take them on an empty stomach. You’ll make yourself sick if you do.”

“Where’s the kid?” I asked her as I picked up the fork to stab a green bean. The food smelled damn good, and my stomach was growling.

“Eric,” she said, emphasizing his name and giving me a pointed look, “went to go see if his mom would let him come back home yet.”

My lips twisted into a grimace as I chewed. “Woman deserves a bullet between the eyes for treating her son like a toy she can toss aside whenever she fucking wants,” I gruffly muttered before shoving food into my mouth.

Lindsey sighed. “A boy like Eric has grown up too fast. Seen too much. He runs by his own book, and if he wants to keep trying to take care of her, then there’s nothing we can do to stop him. Doing so runs the risk of him never coming back here when he needs a place to go.” She shrugged. “I’d rather be there for him every time he gets his heart broken than overstep the boundaries he’s put in place.” She sighed. “He needs a father figure, Blink. I’m just asking that you give that boy what he needs.”

I frowned at her. Be a father figure. Jesus Christ, I could barely manage myself most days, and she wanted me to take on a kid in that role?

“Would that make you happy?” I finally asked her.

A small smile tilted her lips. “It would.”

I grunted. Fuck, I was pussy whipped. No doubt about it. I’d do damn near anything to make her happy, and she knew it. “Then I’ll do what I can for him, darlin’. Can’t promise more than that.”

She leaned across the bar and planted a soft kiss on my lips. Her eyes were bright when she pulled back—so fucking pretty. “That’s all I’ll ever ask of you, Blink.”

With that, she walked into the kitchen, and I heard the water turn on a moment later and then the clanking of dishes. I sighed and set my fork down before rubbing at my temple where a headache was forming.

I just had to go and get attached to a woman with a soft heart.

Christ, what was my life coming to?

8

Lindsey

My knuckles were white around the porcelain rim of the toilet as I threw up the little bit of breakfast I’d managed to eat. I hadn’t been feeling well all morning, but I had thought I might’ve just needed to eat something since I tended to get nauseated when I’d gone too long without eating.

But my body was rejecting everything I’d tried giving it this morning.

The bathroom door was shoved open, smacking against the wall, and then Blink was standing there, his eyes narrowed on my kneeling form. With a low growl of displeasure, he kneeled beside me and gently pulled me into the curve of his arm before reaching forward and flushing the toilet.



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