Ruined (The MC Motorcycle Club Romance Series - Book #1)

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Authors: Alycia Taylor
quipped.
    He snickered. “Yeah, they probably are. Good thing
I'm not interested in any of them. They're all a bunch of whores who will sleep
with anyone to get what they want around here. The only girl I want is—” He
didn't finish his sentence.
    Thank God he didn’t because I did not know how I was
going to respond if he said my name. My heart was thumping hard in my chest. It
felt like it was ready to explode out of my body.  
    He stared at me for a few more seconds before
saying, “Anyways, prison can only be described as prison. It's a lot scarier when
you're actually in there as opposed to looking at it from the outside world.”
    We talked for a while. He told me more about prison,
even though I was sure that he was sugar-coating it. He said he spent most of
his time in a cell and only got to go out in the yard a few hours every other
day. He was put in another cell out there; he called
it the cage. I shuddered at the term. I couldn’t wrap my head around being put in a cage. That had to make you feel less than
human no matter who you were.
    He told me about a few of the famous prisoners he had
met and how books and television made them seem bigger than life but in reality
they were really just big thugs like the rest of them.
    We talked about his mom, Gail, who I really liked,
although I didn’t understand why she put up with the things she did from his
dad. It was why he knew comparing me to her would be an insult. I wouldn’t mind
being like Gail the lady, but Gail the wife of the president of the club was
not what I was aiming for. He told me that she had sent him a care package
every week and she had come to see him every Sunday and on holidays. His eyes
always softened when he talked about her.
    We talked about my uncle and the shop. I told him
that he was expanding and he told me if I went back to school and finished my
degree he might be talked into giving me a management
position someday. I was considering it for the winter semester since the fall
semester had already started.
      I happened to
glance at the clock over the bar and I noticed it was getting to be after lunch
time and I knew Terrance would be home soon. I really didn’t want to go. We
seemed to have found an easy rhythm and were talking like we used to. I used to love sitting up with him all night just talking. I loved
staying up at night with him and doing other things too. I knew I shouldn’t have
been thinking about it.
    I finally said, “Thanks for talking with me, Dax . I should be getting home now.”
    He looked like he had more to say. His eyes were
serious and thinking about what he might say made me nervous.
    It was wasted energy though because all he really sputtered
out was, “Sure, take care of yourself, Olivia.”
    I could feel his eyes watching me as I went into the
kitchen to find Cookie who did in fact have my purse in the lost and found. My
one pitiful credit card and the three dollars I had in cash last night were
still there. When I came back out and headed for the door Dax was still watching. I smiled and gave him a little wave. He raised his beer to
me.
    Terrance was already home when I got to the
apartment. I thought about telling him about my talk with Dax ,
but I didn’t really have anything to say about it that wouldn’t make him feel
bad. It was a good talk. He had given me the chance he wasn’t willing to give
Terrance. I would always love Dax , but I cared a lot
about Terrance and had no desire to hurt him. When he asked me where I had been
I told him about going out to look for my purse and finding it with Cookie at
the bar. That was all I said about it. He didn’t ask any other questions
either.
    Thank God.
    “What do you want to have for dinner?” I asked him.

 
    CHAPTER
5
    DAX
    My morning started out with my mother yelling at me
to wake up. I looked at my phone, which was wrapped up in the sheets with me. It was only eight in the morning, what the hell? I
didn’t have any appointments today

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