Rush - Blue Devils MC Book 2 (Book 1 Included FREE for a short time only!) by Ashley Rhodes Page B
Authors: Ashley Rhodes
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But then she remembered Isabel Lara’s face and like a punch in the gut, panic shot through her. Isabel, where are you, darlin’? God, I hope you’re okay. If those puta madres try anything, knee them between the legs and run. Fuck, I never taught you self-defense moves. I never thought you’d need them. Not when you’re ten, for God’s sake. Goddamn it, I was supposed to protect you, and I didn’t. I let you down.
“I’ll do it,” she said. She had to. Isabel needed her.
Ella handed over her cell phone. “Thanks,” Hannah said, tapping in her dad’s cell phone number. The phone rang and rang, and then went to voicemail. She hit the red phone icon and stared at the screen, worrying her bottom lip. “Dad is a heavy sleeper and this whole thing hit him hard,” she said, unnecessarily explaining the problem to Ella. She knew Ella didn’t need to know, but the words spilled out of her anyway. “Dad tried to remarry once - that’s how Rush and I found each other, actually, was at their wedding - but it didn’t work out. They got a divorce just months later. I’m Dad’s only child and he may’ve spaced on raising me and actually parenting me at times, but I never doubted that he loved me. This whole shooting…thing threw him for a loop.”
She took a shuddering breath and then looked back up at Ella. “Okay, let’s try it a second time.” The phone rang and rang, then voicemail. Goddammit.
“So how did you and Lain meet?” Hannah said, trying to change the subject while they waited. Waited for her dad to wake up or get out of the shower or whatever the fuck he was doing. Hannah shifted impatiently on the bed, wanting to just do it and get it over with - beg her dad for his help, and listen to him list the 947 reasons why being around Rush again was a godawful idea and hopefully, eventually, talk him into helping her anyway.
“It’s a long story,” Ella said with a laugh. “I’m from New York, which I’m sure you could’ve guessed from the accent.”
Hannah grinned at her, and said drily, “Yeah, I may have caught on to that.”
“Well, anyway,” Ella waved her hand in the air, waving all of that away, “I came here to do an interview and fell in love with Lain. I know you two don’t get along, but he’s a hell of a guy, truly he is. Maybe if you got to know him better…” she trailed off hopefully.
Hannah wanted to laugh. Get to know Lain better?! They were inseparable the last year of high school. If you were going to date Rush, you damn well better be okay with Lain being on every date with you, because they did everything together.
Okay, so maybe Lain didn’t join us in bed…
But Hannah knew everything there was to know about Lain. She knew he was the reason why Rush didn’t choose her. He was the reason why Rush didn’t leave Copper Lode. He was the reason that Hannah had been lonely for the last 13 years, a deep loneliness that never went away, no matter how many people she was around.
‘Knowing Lain better’ sure as hell wasn’t going to solve a damn thing.
“Let me try my dad again,” Hannah said instead. She couldn’t bring herself to burst Ella’s delusion that she and Lain were going to become best buddies if only they shared a beer or something. As if…
And thank God above, her dad actually answered this time. “Hello?” he said, his voice scratchy. Tired. Sleepy.
“Hi Dad, it’s me, Hannah. Look, I, ummmm…I have a favor to ask you.”
Chapter Six
Hannah Blue
Hannah walked into the chapel without knocking. She ignored the anger that flashed across Lain’s face and announced to the group, “I’ve called my Dad. I believe he’s calling a press conference right now. I saw a TV out there - I’d like to watch and see what he says.”
She turned and walked out into the main part of the clubhouse, not checking to see if anyone followed her. Not even Rush. She was going to watch, and they could choose whether to pull their heads out
But then she remembered Isabel Lara’s face and like a punch in the gut, panic shot through her. Isabel, where are you, darlin’? God, I hope you’re okay. If those puta madres try anything, knee them between the legs and run. Fuck, I never taught you self-defense moves. I never thought you’d need them. Not when you’re ten, for God’s sake. Goddamn it, I was supposed to protect you, and I didn’t. I let you down.
“I’ll do it,” she said. She had to. Isabel needed her.
Ella handed over her cell phone. “Thanks,” Hannah said, tapping in her dad’s cell phone number. The phone rang and rang, and then went to voicemail. She hit the red phone icon and stared at the screen, worrying her bottom lip. “Dad is a heavy sleeper and this whole thing hit him hard,” she said, unnecessarily explaining the problem to Ella. She knew Ella didn’t need to know, but the words spilled out of her anyway. “Dad tried to remarry once - that’s how Rush and I found each other, actually, was at their wedding - but it didn’t work out. They got a divorce just months later. I’m Dad’s only child and he may’ve spaced on raising me and actually parenting me at times, but I never doubted that he loved me. This whole shooting…thing threw him for a loop.”
She took a shuddering breath and then looked back up at Ella. “Okay, let’s try it a second time.” The phone rang and rang, then voicemail. Goddammit.
“So how did you and Lain meet?” Hannah said, trying to change the subject while they waited. Waited for her dad to wake up or get out of the shower or whatever the fuck he was doing. Hannah shifted impatiently on the bed, wanting to just do it and get it over with - beg her dad for his help, and listen to him list the 947 reasons why being around Rush again was a godawful idea and hopefully, eventually, talk him into helping her anyway.
“It’s a long story,” Ella said with a laugh. “I’m from New York, which I’m sure you could’ve guessed from the accent.”
Hannah grinned at her, and said drily, “Yeah, I may have caught on to that.”
“Well, anyway,” Ella waved her hand in the air, waving all of that away, “I came here to do an interview and fell in love with Lain. I know you two don’t get along, but he’s a hell of a guy, truly he is. Maybe if you got to know him better…” she trailed off hopefully.
Hannah wanted to laugh. Get to know Lain better?! They were inseparable the last year of high school. If you were going to date Rush, you damn well better be okay with Lain being on every date with you, because they did everything together.
Okay, so maybe Lain didn’t join us in bed…
But Hannah knew everything there was to know about Lain. She knew he was the reason why Rush didn’t choose her. He was the reason why Rush didn’t leave Copper Lode. He was the reason that Hannah had been lonely for the last 13 years, a deep loneliness that never went away, no matter how many people she was around.
‘Knowing Lain better’ sure as hell wasn’t going to solve a damn thing.
“Let me try my dad again,” Hannah said instead. She couldn’t bring herself to burst Ella’s delusion that she and Lain were going to become best buddies if only they shared a beer or something. As if…
And thank God above, her dad actually answered this time. “Hello?” he said, his voice scratchy. Tired. Sleepy.
“Hi Dad, it’s me, Hannah. Look, I, ummmm…I have a favor to ask you.”
Chapter Six
Hannah Blue
Hannah walked into the chapel without knocking. She ignored the anger that flashed across Lain’s face and announced to the group, “I’ve called my Dad. I believe he’s calling a press conference right now. I saw a TV out there - I’d like to watch and see what he says.”
She turned and walked out into the main part of the clubhouse, not checking to see if anyone followed her. Not even Rush. She was going to watch, and they could choose whether to pull their heads out
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