Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition by Elizabeth Knox (top 5 ebook reader txt) 📕

phone and looks up for a second. I want to laugh because Angie went to bed without washing her face and her hair is a ratty mess. Makeup is smeared around her eyes and she looks like she had a wild night then passed out drunk. Her wild night is just sleep deprivation and not any kind of fun. Not at all like the night we shared drinking and fucking. Intimacy.

“Okay, Romeo, quit giving me those looks.” My lip lifts because she is a cute, sassy mess. “My intel tells me that Blade is on his way over this morning to harass you. Jazzy is on her way to bring me my suitcase. No pressure, but I do need my clothes and stuff. Let me know what you need done today and I’ll help.” She taps my shoulder on her way past and shuts the bathroom door. Through her busyness, she yells, “I assume you need to call your mom and go see her? Actually, call your mom and tell her you need to see her before she leaves. She’ll love that. Then we can meet up with them for breakfast or lunch.”

Angie flushes the toilet and washes her hands. The water runs and she comes back out with her makeup off and her hair brushed out. She’s beautiful. “Hello?”

“Yeah, I’ll give her a call.” While I’m on the phone with my parents, Jazz and Spider come in with Angie’s big ass suitcase. My throat feels tight. It’s my own nightmare to be tied down to a woman. The handcuffs feel like they’re tightly snapped on.

“Careful,” Spider huffs. “You know this is temporary. Why do you look like you’re about ready to pass out?”

“It’s a lot of shit at one time.”

“Yeah, well, you can always call your mommy and go home, so don’t be a dick to Angie,” Spider snaps.

“Did I piss you off?” I grunt.

“Don’t treat her like shit. She has no one and hit rock bottom. Her being here is a favor to you. So, wipe that prissy look of desperation off your face and man up.”

“Ah, so you know about the baby then?”

“I know everything, fucker. Angie belongs to me because she belongs to Jazz. Until she’s settled, I have her back.”

I don’t think Spider knows everything because he would beat my ass in this moment. But I let it slide. He should look out for her and I respect him for it. “I won’t hurt her.”

“Good. She doesn’t need to be fucking around right now.”

That’s the moment when Jazzy and Angie fall silent. Angie looks between the two of us. “Why is that, Spider?”

“You know why. One word, Ange—baby. The kid doesn’t need random dicks in its space.”

“Random dicks?” Jazzy goads.

“Oh,” Angie laughs. “You’re protective of the baby. That’s so sweet. And offensive. I’m not an idiot, Spider. Of course, there will be no random dicks for a while. I’m very aware of the situation. I’m going to be a mom, alone.” Spider glares at me, and Angie points a finger at him. “No. Not your business, Spider, but thank you.” She takes her suitcase down to the room and slams the door shut.

“Ya’ll pissed off a pregnant lady. That’s bad. You two need to talk about your man stuff when she’s not around, okay? She’s going through enough, and she doesn’t need more.” Jazzy defends her friend, and I make a note to find out what else I’m missing that they aren’t sharing. “Cowboy, I’m leaving my car here for her to drive around. She’s going to be a good hour before she’s ready to come out. And trust me, don’t rush her.”

“Get dressed. Blade is coming to talk to you too,” Spider reminds me like the spiteful shit he is. “I’m glad you’re okay. I already filed your insurance claim for your truck. You should get a check in the mail in about a month for the payoff. I would start looking for a new insurance company now. Snake is coming up from the Sacramento MC to drop off Angie’s belongings. She’s moving here.” Snake is Vegas’s brother, and her dad is the Prez of the Sacramento Chapter. It doesn’t surprise me he’s coming, but it also annoys me. The feeling stirs up a possessive need I can’t explain or have time to figure out what the fuck is going on.

Regardless of the ass chewing, Spider is the big brother of the group. He does what needs to be done. “Thanks, Spider. I appreciate your help and being a big dick.”

“Better than a stupid dick. See you at the clubhouse, and call if you need anything.” He and Jazz leave me the keys to her sports car. I do have some great friends. I dress and call Blade before he gets here. It’s about time I come clean with all of this shit, and I would rather do it alone. He agrees to meet me later. Now, I have to call my parents and convince them to go home.

13

Angie

I wanted to cry.

I never ever cry. I grew up in the coldest household and survived Catholic school. Those nuns are as cold as they can get and not to mention ruthless. It’s the baby, I know it. My hormones are raging and as the days go by, it gets worse. If I have to face off with his parents and pretend that I have the world on a platter, I need to get these emotions in check or I’ll cry in front of his mom. Last night, I could barely sleep. It felt like I had it all.

I wish I was the girl with a boyfriend. One I could tell I was expecting his baby and he would ask me to move in. Then we would find a perfect house and pick out baby stuff together. Fight over the name and watch my stomach grow. Deep down inside, I wish I could have what the ladies have here. My life has never been