My Bad Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Bear Bottom Guardians MC #4)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Bear Bottom Guardians MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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“Fine with me,” he said. “You want to ride on my bike?”

I nodded, feeling a tad bit giddy at the thought of being on the back of his bike. “Sure.”

“I’ll bring my spare helmet,” he said.

Then he disappeared inside, and I walked over to my house and retrieved my keys and phone.

When I got back outside it was to hear Brielle yell, “That’s my helmet!”

Oh, boy.

***

Later that night, I called Phoebe to finish telling her about my day.

“So what happened after I left?” she whispered excitedly.

I sat down on the couch and then crossed my feet underneath me one by one before telling her.

“Brielle came,” I paused. “And get this. She’s not Bayou’s biological sister. She’s a friend of the family’s daughter. When the dad died, Bayou’s mom and dad adopted her. Hoax said that she has schizophrenia, as well as obsessive tendencies and that obsessiveness extends to Hoax and Bayou.”

“So she’s adopted?” Phoebe asked. “That’s good news. I always thought it was weird that she was always watching Bayou in that way.”

I frowned. “You act like you know Bayou. Why do I not know him? I mean, other than the obvious of when he yelled at me.”

“He was always standing in the shadows,” she explained. “I think you were too busy trying to do the same to notice someone in the shadows with you.”

That was true. I wasn’t the best at crowds and never had been. I was a very social person other than that, but crowds seemed to mess with my mind.

“Huh,” I said. “Did you know Hoax?”

She grunted out a sound. “No. I think my mind was a little preoccupied with Bayou to ever notice anyone else.”

“You sound like you like him,” I told her honestly. “Do you have a crush?”

She paused. “Maybe…I’ve never stopped thinking about him.”

An idea started to form in my mind. “I have the best idea ever!”

She hung up on me before I could tell her.

Chapter 7

Have you ever met someone and imagine holding their head under water? Oh, yeah, me neither.

-Hoax to Pru

Hoax

I showed up at her work with a bag of takeout, waiting patiently for her to get off work.

While I was waiting, I flexed and stretched my hand and thought about the doctor appointment I had next week with the Army doc in Fort Hood to ascertain my readiness to return to work.

I’d pass it. There was no doubt about that.

What scared me, though, was that I wanted more time.

I didn’t want to leave now that I’d just found Pru. We may not have gotten that far into our relationship—hell, if we could even call it a relationship at this point—but I knew what I wanted. And that was her.

I wanted her bad enough to think about quitting my passion for the first time in years.

I’d always wanted to be career Army. I wanted to get to the top and stay at the top. I wanted to be that man that all the new little recruits saw, and their eyes widened into terrified little saucers.

But, then I’d found Delta, and I’d realized that there was more in the world than just respect.

“You can’t park there,” I heard said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I turned my head up and outward to see a security guard standing there that looked older than dirt.

It was laughable, really, that anyone would think that this man could protect the doctors and nurses inside. I mean, in his prime he might very well have been a badass, but now? He was old and didn’t even carry a gun. Having a will of steel didn’t stop bullets from flying.

“I’m waiting for my girl, Pru, to get off work. She should be here any minute,” I told him, hoping he’d let it go.

The old man smiled so wide that I saw his false teeth start to slide out before he caught them.

“You’re Pru’s man?” he practically cheered, sounding overly happy. “I’ve heard a lot about you!”

“You have?” Was that hope in my voice?

He nodded and showed me his arm, lifting up his baggy white sleeve to reveal a tattoo that looked like it’d been there since the beginning of time.

“Army Airborne. 1962,” he said proudly. “I was in for eight years before a bad jump hurt my spine. She told me a lot about your accident. I’m glad that you’re okay.” He looked at me a little more sharply now. “She also mentioned you were leaving soon.”

My belly clenched for a few seconds before releasing. “Soon, yes. They want me back next week.”

I had nine days.

Nine.

That wasn’t enough time.

He nodded once. “She told me you were going back soon. You’ll be okay. She seems like she’s really happy that you’re well enough to go back. I’d make sure to give her some extra attention before you go. My girl Greta always cried when I left. Hell, she cried when I got back. I’m not sure she ever stopped in between.”



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