Born to Ride_A Clubhouse Collection

chapter 20 ~ Ryder

Luckily the trip to the hospital was uneventful. We’d taken Mia’s car, not my Harley. I didn’t want to draw attention to us. We were still in danger from retaliation from our enemy club and I wasn’t taking chances. While Mia was taken care of by the staff, I sat alone, drinking the god-awful brew the hospital cafeteria sold as coffee, and thought of her. Princess bitch. F*ck.


Stunned, I realised it was the first time in my life any woman had that kind of effect on me. I’d sworn after our whore of a mother disappeared and left Max and me to fend for ourselves, I’d never fall into the trap of falling hard for any bitch.

Every woman became a bitch in my eyes because of what Marianne had done. When I was a boy, I’d made up my mind that I wouldn’t give another woman a chance to desert me like Marianne had. To throw me away as if I were a f*cking worthless piece of shit. Mia had been the only woman to break through my defences in all those years. And now Jade was crawling under my skin—not in a good way.

As for other women—I’d f*ck them, usually not more than a handful of times, always avoiding it becoming personal. I never built expectations, never put a woman on the back of my bike. Not even Mia. And that was the way my life would remain.

This f*cking obsession I had suddenly developed for this piece of blond ass was simply a temporary phase. A glitch. Once I’d f*cked her a few times, I’d exorcise her out of my system and move on.

Yeah, that’s what I needed to do. Since Mia had become ill, I hadn’t emptied my balls. I comforted myself with the knowledge that was all it was—an overfull ball-sack that needed emptying. I hadn’t had a pretty blond in a while, neither a woman as curvy as Jade, so of course I just needed a bit of variety. Yeah. That was it. F*ck.

Now that I’d worked out why Jade was affecting me the way she was, I felt better on the drive home. I just needed to get to her p-ssy and satisfy my primal urges, and I’d be back to my normal self. Relief washed over me. I’d always been a logical thinker, and this problem with my hard-ons around her was nothing other than a temporary problem.

Mia chatted all the way back to the house. Luckily she hadn’t noticed that I'd gone quiet. Her spirit had lifted and she was in the best mood she’d been in a while. I was glad she felt better, but that still didn’t solve my dilemma with Jade.

My cock-sure smile faded when I walked into the living room. Jade and the kids weren’t there. F*ck. I got Mia to hide behind the couch, showing her to be quiet and wait there. Her eyes were the size of saucers and she breathed hard, her hand over her mouth.

Frantic, I dashed through the house, my gun in my hand. My grip tightened around the butt, my finger on the trigger.

Jesus f*cking Christ, don’t tell me something happened to Jade and the kids while I was gone.

If anything went down tonight . . . if anyone harmed any one of them, I'd kill those motherf*ckers in the blink of an eye.

Sweat trickled down my back.

Easy, Ryder.

I pushed open the door of the main bedroom. Nothing. Dread rose in my chest.

F*ck.

Afraid that someone was still in the house, I didn’t call out. But I wanted to holler out to Jade, at the top of my f*cking lungs, so she could hear me for certain.

This shit was scaring the f*cking life out of me.

Every room was empty. No traces of where they were. No clues.

My head hurt and my heart hammered my chest to shit. There was only one room left—the guest room, at the far end of the passage.

Holding the gun with both hands to control the trembling, I rounded the corner, gun first.

Please God, they had to be there. Please.

I hadn’t prayed or asked for anything since that day in the bathroom all those years ago.

But I would give anything now, even my life, to know that they were safe.

I pushed the door open with the gun, holding my breath.

Christ.

Sprawled on the bed, a child tucked into each side of her, Jade was fast asleep, unaware of the turmoil she’d caused. She looked so innocent, her hair spread like a halo around her face.

I wanted to kiss her and then spank her and then f*ck her and then kiss her again.

Yeah.

I’m f*cked.

F*ck.