Bare-Knuckle Love (biker gay dark erotic romance) (Rabid Mongrels MC Book 1) by K.A. Merikan Page A
Authors: K.A. Merikan
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Chapter 7
Jason was alone in the kitchen, washing all the dishes that were left after dinner. Hyde wouldn’t talk to him other than through a few slurs, so Jason retreated to the safety of not speaking, not connecting, not even making eye contact. At least Heidi was there for him with her pretty white muzzle and blue eyes. She followed him around the house, as if sensing his distress in a way no human could.
Had he really done so wrong with that phone? Wasn’t it only fair for him to want to get rid of blackmail material? Jason tried to make up for his presence in Hyde’s home with doing any chores that he could come up with, but that didn’t seem to be enough. Nothing he’d do would ever be enough payment to become a part of this pretty suburban life. Jason didn’t fit into the picture.
Someone tapped on his shoulder, and he almost dropped the plate he was holding before he realized it was just Beth. She smiled at him. “You don’t need to do that. We have a dishwasher,” she said, switching off the water.
“Oh, uh… yeah, I kinda… wanted to make myself useful.” Jason took a deep breath and put away the cleaned plate. He probably looked like a thug with the black eye and bruise-stained lips.
Beth patted him on the back. “If we don’t use it daily, it stinks. Just toss everything in there.”
“Sorry, I didn’t know how to use it, so I thought I’d just wash up in the sink.”
She waved her hand. “That’s fine. I’ll do that after I read the book to Cody.”
This was another thing Jason couldn’t comprehend. The adults in the house took turns to read Peter Pan to Cody, and that included Hyde as well. It was unheard of where Jason was from.
“Is there anything else I can do?” Jason so desperately wanted to be useful in this house, which was so perfectly organized without him.
Beth sighed, leaning against the counter as she looked him up and down. “Talk to Hyde? You two are acting weird.”
Jason didn’t notice when he leaned in, his heart leaping. “Is he? What do you mean?”
Beth shrugged. “Dunno. I guess he seems quieter than usual. And he didn’t watch yesterday’s game. That doesn’t happen.”
“Sorry to make it all weird here. I’ll probably be off in a week or two.” Or right after the fight .
Beth frowned. “Will you?”
Jason played with his fingers, more nervous by the second. “I guess so. I just need to sort out a place for myself. I don’t know what Hyde’s told you about me, but I doubt he’d want me to stick around.”
She pressed her lips together, slowly walking away. “Uh-huh. You two really need to talk.”
But for Hyde, Jason was a “stupid fuck.” It was hard to argue with that.
Jason fed the dog more treats than he should have and played with her for a while, pushing away the time to decide whether he actually wanted to talk to Hyde or not. Jason was a hopeless pup, wishing for Hyde’s attention, even after getting the shock collar treatment. Instead of being angry about that, his first thoughts had been that it was a lot better than getting Tasered.
Now, with the video off the table, he didn’t even know what to do about the fight anymore. He spent a good half an hour in the shower, pondering what course of action to take. Would it impress Hyde if despite all the threats, Jason still won? Or would he consider that another slap in the face and kill him this time? Jason knew what his father would say. It was all about winning and winning only in his book. A dog that lost was a dog that died. Hence the tattoo on Jason’s chest.
Fight or die.
He took a deep breath, standing in front of Hyde’s bedroom door in the middle of the night. He wasn’t good at talking, but maybe he could work things out with body language?
There was still time to back away, but Jason wouldn’t fail again. This was one of the times he had to fight for what he believed in, so he put his hand on the door handle and gently pressed it
Chapter 7
Jason was alone in the kitchen, washing all the dishes that were left after dinner. Hyde wouldn’t talk to him other than through a few slurs, so Jason retreated to the safety of not speaking, not connecting, not even making eye contact. At least Heidi was there for him with her pretty white muzzle and blue eyes. She followed him around the house, as if sensing his distress in a way no human could.
Had he really done so wrong with that phone? Wasn’t it only fair for him to want to get rid of blackmail material? Jason tried to make up for his presence in Hyde’s home with doing any chores that he could come up with, but that didn’t seem to be enough. Nothing he’d do would ever be enough payment to become a part of this pretty suburban life. Jason didn’t fit into the picture.
Someone tapped on his shoulder, and he almost dropped the plate he was holding before he realized it was just Beth. She smiled at him. “You don’t need to do that. We have a dishwasher,” she said, switching off the water.
“Oh, uh… yeah, I kinda… wanted to make myself useful.” Jason took a deep breath and put away the cleaned plate. He probably looked like a thug with the black eye and bruise-stained lips.
Beth patted him on the back. “If we don’t use it daily, it stinks. Just toss everything in there.”
“Sorry, I didn’t know how to use it, so I thought I’d just wash up in the sink.”
She waved her hand. “That’s fine. I’ll do that after I read the book to Cody.”
This was another thing Jason couldn’t comprehend. The adults in the house took turns to read Peter Pan to Cody, and that included Hyde as well. It was unheard of where Jason was from.
“Is there anything else I can do?” Jason so desperately wanted to be useful in this house, which was so perfectly organized without him.
Beth sighed, leaning against the counter as she looked him up and down. “Talk to Hyde? You two are acting weird.”
Jason didn’t notice when he leaned in, his heart leaping. “Is he? What do you mean?”
Beth shrugged. “Dunno. I guess he seems quieter than usual. And he didn’t watch yesterday’s game. That doesn’t happen.”
“Sorry to make it all weird here. I’ll probably be off in a week or two.” Or right after the fight .
Beth frowned. “Will you?”
Jason played with his fingers, more nervous by the second. “I guess so. I just need to sort out a place for myself. I don’t know what Hyde’s told you about me, but I doubt he’d want me to stick around.”
She pressed her lips together, slowly walking away. “Uh-huh. You two really need to talk.”
But for Hyde, Jason was a “stupid fuck.” It was hard to argue with that.
Jason fed the dog more treats than he should have and played with her for a while, pushing away the time to decide whether he actually wanted to talk to Hyde or not. Jason was a hopeless pup, wishing for Hyde’s attention, even after getting the shock collar treatment. Instead of being angry about that, his first thoughts had been that it was a lot better than getting Tasered.
Now, with the video off the table, he didn’t even know what to do about the fight anymore. He spent a good half an hour in the shower, pondering what course of action to take. Would it impress Hyde if despite all the threats, Jason still won? Or would he consider that another slap in the face and kill him this time? Jason knew what his father would say. It was all about winning and winning only in his book. A dog that lost was a dog that died. Hence the tattoo on Jason’s chest.
Fight or die.
He took a deep breath, standing in front of Hyde’s bedroom door in the middle of the night. He wasn’t good at talking, but maybe he could work things out with body language?
There was still time to back away, but Jason wouldn’t fail again. This was one of the times he had to fight for what he believed in, so he put his hand on the door handle and gently pressed it
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