Charlie's Heart: MC Romance (Burning Bastards MC Book 3) by Ryder Dane Page B
Authors: Ryder Dane
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Ohio, and it took a few days to find the parts to fix the old bike, but eventually he’d gotten it repaired and was back on the road that same hour. Now he was an hour out of town and he slowed his speed. He knew in his heart that he’d done the right thing, but even with the peace he’d achieved during his mental health ride, his only regret would be the loss of the Bastards.
Selma’s car was in the driveway when he turned onto their road. She must have had the day off. It didn’t happen often, but he knew he had to face her, needed to talk about his ride and hope she wasn’t too mad at him for being absent. He parked his sled next to her car and entered the house with his key.
She wasn’t there, the place was empty once he searched it looking for her. Well so much for his dramatic entrance . He dropped his kit on the bedroom floor by the closet and headed for the shower.
Selma was at the hospital planning to visit Pressley after the tech finished sucking the blood from her arm through a huge needle. She watched the little tube fill with her blood and absently thought it was interesting that her blood was actually a dark purple. She had been lightheaded for a few days and ended up at the doctor’s office this morning. He sent her over to the hospital for tests. The blood and urine samples would tell him what he needed to know and he always called in a day or two with the results.
She walked into Pressley’s room and discovered Big Dog and Tiny were already visiting. Big Dog was reading a book out loud to the man in the bed, and Tiny frowned at her when she walked into the space interrupting the story. Since their little bitch session at the clubhouse, things had progressed to almost a friendly kind of truce. Thankfully, three days after she’d walked out, the huge man had come knocking on her door and they sat down and talked about her program.
She had made a few changes in her life in the past weeks, and she felt good about them. She had tendered her resignation to the County Board of Commissioners, and would be replaced as soon as the special election was put together to replace the sheriff, district attorney, and her position as a circuit court judge. She cited family needs as her reason for her resignation and although she caught flack from some people, she stayed firm.
Big Dog had been right. She was being a selfish bitch and her new plan of action would benefit the community and the MC. Charlie could keep his place in the family of bikers, and she would be fulfilled in her law career as well. Reopening a law practice would take some time to become self-sufficient, but she had time. The Bastards had a building that would work for her purposes. So far her plans were falling into place.
All that was left for her to do was to talk to Charlie, and if things set well with him, they could start planning that wedding he’d mentioned in his note. She hoped that his journey came to an end soon, she missed being held in his strong arms every night and waking up to his kisses each morning. Just thinking about his absence made her eyes water, and she had to switch her thoughts or she’d end up crying for no good reason.
“Hi, guys, how’s Pressley doing today? I had to have some tests taken and thought I would stop in to see if there was any improvement before calling a cab to take me home. My car is at the garage and they just texted me that it is now in my driveway. So a lot of good it does me there, but at least it won’t make me seasick to drive down the road with a broken shock in the rear end.”
Tiny grinned at her. “Today is your lucky day then, we drove the van to town to pick up supplies and drop off a few things, so we can give you a ride.” He looked to Big Dog to confirm, and got the nod. “See?”
She stood by Pressley’s bed and noticed how slender the young man had become and reached for his hand to hold between her own hands. As she looked at his face, she saw his eyelids flutter, but
Selma’s car was in the driveway when he turned onto their road. She must have had the day off. It didn’t happen often, but he knew he had to face her, needed to talk about his ride and hope she wasn’t too mad at him for being absent. He parked his sled next to her car and entered the house with his key.
She wasn’t there, the place was empty once he searched it looking for her. Well so much for his dramatic entrance . He dropped his kit on the bedroom floor by the closet and headed for the shower.
Selma was at the hospital planning to visit Pressley after the tech finished sucking the blood from her arm through a huge needle. She watched the little tube fill with her blood and absently thought it was interesting that her blood was actually a dark purple. She had been lightheaded for a few days and ended up at the doctor’s office this morning. He sent her over to the hospital for tests. The blood and urine samples would tell him what he needed to know and he always called in a day or two with the results.
She walked into Pressley’s room and discovered Big Dog and Tiny were already visiting. Big Dog was reading a book out loud to the man in the bed, and Tiny frowned at her when she walked into the space interrupting the story. Since their little bitch session at the clubhouse, things had progressed to almost a friendly kind of truce. Thankfully, three days after she’d walked out, the huge man had come knocking on her door and they sat down and talked about her program.
She had made a few changes in her life in the past weeks, and she felt good about them. She had tendered her resignation to the County Board of Commissioners, and would be replaced as soon as the special election was put together to replace the sheriff, district attorney, and her position as a circuit court judge. She cited family needs as her reason for her resignation and although she caught flack from some people, she stayed firm.
Big Dog had been right. She was being a selfish bitch and her new plan of action would benefit the community and the MC. Charlie could keep his place in the family of bikers, and she would be fulfilled in her law career as well. Reopening a law practice would take some time to become self-sufficient, but she had time. The Bastards had a building that would work for her purposes. So far her plans were falling into place.
All that was left for her to do was to talk to Charlie, and if things set well with him, they could start planning that wedding he’d mentioned in his note. She hoped that his journey came to an end soon, she missed being held in his strong arms every night and waking up to his kisses each morning. Just thinking about his absence made her eyes water, and she had to switch her thoughts or she’d end up crying for no good reason.
“Hi, guys, how’s Pressley doing today? I had to have some tests taken and thought I would stop in to see if there was any improvement before calling a cab to take me home. My car is at the garage and they just texted me that it is now in my driveway. So a lot of good it does me there, but at least it won’t make me seasick to drive down the road with a broken shock in the rear end.”
Tiny grinned at her. “Today is your lucky day then, we drove the van to town to pick up supplies and drop off a few things, so we can give you a ride.” He looked to Big Dog to confirm, and got the nod. “See?”
She stood by Pressley’s bed and noticed how slender the young man had become and reached for his hand to hold between her own hands. As she looked at his face, she saw his eyelids flutter, but
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