A Rebel Love (Black Rebel Riders' MC Book 7) by Glenna Maynard Page A
Authors: Glenna Maynard
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our problems. Now I realize he just didn’t want anyone encouraging me to divorce his sorry ass.
I leave Baby to go check on Kyler and let her get some actual work accomplished. How odd that she would be working in the one place I end up at reaching out for help. Life sure has a funny way of working out sometimes. Coincidence or fate, either way I am thankful.
Nash (Striker)
“Honey, I’m home,” I call out to Karly and the kids as I enter the kitchen through the garage.
I have to do a double take. There is no way Liberty is sitting at my kitchen counter having a glass of wine with my wife.
“Please, tell me I am seeing things.” Shaking my head, I look again. Nope, still here. Fuck . This is bad, real fucking bad . “What’s she doing here?” No reason to beat around the bush.
“Nash is it?” Liberty approaches me, taking care to be cautious. If she puts my family in jeopardy , she’ll have hell to pay.
But now that I see her up close, it seems she has paid it already. Makeup covers faint bruising on her face and her arms have fingerprints imprinted all the way down to her wrists.
“Damn, are you alright?” I look past her to my world and raise my brows.
Karly shrugs indifferent. Yup , this is bad. And I am about to get royally pissed.
“Someone better start explaining. Fast ,” I threaten.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come here.” Liberty is already backpedaling.
“No, you shouldn’t have, but here you are, so get on with it. What do you want?”
“Just enough cash and a car to get me and my son away from my husband. I need to get home, to Drag Creek. Ba—Karly invited Kyler and me for the night. I’ll be gone by tomorrow, that is if you can help me.”
“Anyone else know you are here?” She shakes her head no. “Good. How’d you find us?”
She shrugs. “By accident or fate, I’m not sure which, but I checked in at the women’s center a few days ago and today we crossed paths.”
I want to believe her, but who is to say she isn’t full of shit. Then again, there was a time she stepped up for us and I owe her. I owe her a lot. If Liberty hadn’t told me what that whore, Diamond, was planning, Karly might not have ever taken me back. We might not be here today with two beautiful children.
I look around the kitchen at the good life I am able to provide my family with. Our house isn’t huge but it’s new and nicely furnished. My kids have everything they need and most of the time I am able to give them what they want, Karly too. I know we have to help her.
“Why are you going back to DC?”
“Tread’s there. I thought...” She shakes her head. “I don’t know what I thought, but he has a son. He can protect our son.”
Fuck . Poor bastard has no clue what is about to land on his steps. I’ve been in his shoes. If anything, if she is telling the truth, I’ll get her there, for him. So my best friend can meet his son. When Karly denied me of my rights as Cole’s father it killed me. This is going to fuck Tread’s world up. God save her, he’s going to want to kill her for this. To be a fly on the wall when Tread lays eyes on the pair of them, Liberty and Kyler.
Damn , I miss my best friend. How can I begrudge my wife getting to see one of her only real friends for a day? I can’t. I look at the two of them as they swap stories about the kids. I don’t think Liberty is here to hurt us, but fuck, will she keep our secret?
I don’t know, but I have to hope. I have to keep faith that it was meant for her and Karly to cross paths for whatever reason today. It just goes to show me that it’s a small world, and there’ll always be someone out there that knows who and where we are. And the faster I get Liberty what she wants and away from here, the safer my family will be.
Chapter 7
Drag Creek
Amy
“Yo, Amy!” Roberta yells my name as she comes back in from her smoke break. “Your tall, dark, and sexy is waiting outside on his
I leave Baby to go check on Kyler and let her get some actual work accomplished. How odd that she would be working in the one place I end up at reaching out for help. Life sure has a funny way of working out sometimes. Coincidence or fate, either way I am thankful.
Nash (Striker)
“Honey, I’m home,” I call out to Karly and the kids as I enter the kitchen through the garage.
I have to do a double take. There is no way Liberty is sitting at my kitchen counter having a glass of wine with my wife.
“Please, tell me I am seeing things.” Shaking my head, I look again. Nope, still here. Fuck . This is bad, real fucking bad . “What’s she doing here?” No reason to beat around the bush.
“Nash is it?” Liberty approaches me, taking care to be cautious. If she puts my family in jeopardy , she’ll have hell to pay.
But now that I see her up close, it seems she has paid it already. Makeup covers faint bruising on her face and her arms have fingerprints imprinted all the way down to her wrists.
“Damn, are you alright?” I look past her to my world and raise my brows.
Karly shrugs indifferent. Yup , this is bad. And I am about to get royally pissed.
“Someone better start explaining. Fast ,” I threaten.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come here.” Liberty is already backpedaling.
“No, you shouldn’t have, but here you are, so get on with it. What do you want?”
“Just enough cash and a car to get me and my son away from my husband. I need to get home, to Drag Creek. Ba—Karly invited Kyler and me for the night. I’ll be gone by tomorrow, that is if you can help me.”
“Anyone else know you are here?” She shakes her head no. “Good. How’d you find us?”
She shrugs. “By accident or fate, I’m not sure which, but I checked in at the women’s center a few days ago and today we crossed paths.”
I want to believe her, but who is to say she isn’t full of shit. Then again, there was a time she stepped up for us and I owe her. I owe her a lot. If Liberty hadn’t told me what that whore, Diamond, was planning, Karly might not have ever taken me back. We might not be here today with two beautiful children.
I look around the kitchen at the good life I am able to provide my family with. Our house isn’t huge but it’s new and nicely furnished. My kids have everything they need and most of the time I am able to give them what they want, Karly too. I know we have to help her.
“Why are you going back to DC?”
“Tread’s there. I thought...” She shakes her head. “I don’t know what I thought, but he has a son. He can protect our son.”
Fuck . Poor bastard has no clue what is about to land on his steps. I’ve been in his shoes. If anything, if she is telling the truth, I’ll get her there, for him. So my best friend can meet his son. When Karly denied me of my rights as Cole’s father it killed me. This is going to fuck Tread’s world up. God save her, he’s going to want to kill her for this. To be a fly on the wall when Tread lays eyes on the pair of them, Liberty and Kyler.
Damn , I miss my best friend. How can I begrudge my wife getting to see one of her only real friends for a day? I can’t. I look at the two of them as they swap stories about the kids. I don’t think Liberty is here to hurt us, but fuck, will she keep our secret?
I don’t know, but I have to hope. I have to keep faith that it was meant for her and Karly to cross paths for whatever reason today. It just goes to show me that it’s a small world, and there’ll always be someone out there that knows who and where we are. And the faster I get Liberty what she wants and away from here, the safer my family will be.
Chapter 7
Drag Creek
Amy
“Yo, Amy!” Roberta yells my name as she comes back in from her smoke break. “Your tall, dark, and sexy is waiting outside on his
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