“Shit, babe,” he said when it was over, pulling out and rolling me onto his chest. “I've never fucked a girl so hard she's seen a ghost.”
“Sorry,” I whispered, brushing my lips against his. “I was just thinking how much I love you.”
He grinned. “Missy, you can look as haunted as you want, long as you're thinking about me. Don't apologize. I'm not sorry for any of this – even the brutal shit – because it led me to right here. It led me to the thing that matters most, as long as I'm alive and breathing. It led me to the fucking best old lady a man could ever ask for.”
He thumped his chest, right over his heart, and I laughed. Before I knew it, his lips were heading for mine. We shared another kiss, sunny and warm as the clear Nevada sky.
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I: Some Wounds Don't Fade
It was hard to say goodbye to the kid because I knew what was waiting for me up the street.
Martin made tutoring easy. Only eight years old and obsessed with Napoleon, he wouldn't have needed me at all if the schools did a better job kindling his interests.
“His grades are already coming up! I dunno how you do it, lady, but you earned this. Here.” His mother, Shirley, gushed all over me, pushing the check in my hands.
“Thanks.” I was careful to make sure she didn't see how hard I pinched the scrap of paper when I stuffed it into my purse.
I didn't even take a second look to verify the right amount. There was no point when every single cent was going to an utter bastard who'd have me by the throat for the next ten years, no matter how much I earned.
Shirley gave me one last wave and I headed for my crappy old beater parked near the curb.
I got in my car and tried to collect my wits. It wasn't easy with the evening sun setting over Redding, casting its light across the dashboard. If there was one thing I hated as much as getting paid and forking it over to Big Ed, it was seeing my face in the rear view mirror.
The scars were still there. Visible reminders that the Grizzlies Motorcycle Club had wrecked my whole life, and it wasn't going to let up anytime soon.
Sure, they'd healed about as much as they were going to after a couple months, but my skin would never be the same. Fang robbed away what little beauty I had, torturing me in the back room of their clubhouse, all over an internal war I didn't even know about until he began to slice into my face and whisper death threats in my ear.
I pulled away from the curb and set off toward the nursing home, trying not to let my scars summon old ghosts. I'd survived Fang. Hell, I'd helped his own men kill him.
Missy, Brass, and that other man I didn't dare think about saved me from an agonizing end. And I returned the favor by marching out with them as living, breathing proof of everything the Grizzlies MC's old President had done.
Half his men couldn't take seeing me standing with Brass and his buddy, cut to pieces. They turned on the devil and his flock of demons. Rabid barely had time to escort me to safety when the shots started going off.
When it was all over, the man who pressed the knife into my face was dead. The Grizzlies MC chapter here in Redding began to change with new guys in charge.
Maybe their lives changed – I didn't care to know.