Taken by Rage: Rage Ryders MC by Liberty Parker

situations. I’d probably be killed tryin to make sure she’s somewhere nothin could touch her.
     
    As were eaten up some asphalt I'm drawn back into my memories of last night, walkin in the door I know immediately that the girls had a good time. I ended up goin for a ride to clear my head before headin home to my baby doll. Where all I wanna do is be in her company I can’t help but need to clear my head before the run in the morning. And where I know she can send my world into outer-space I needed my head cleared a different way for once.
     
    I need it ready for tomorrow and off of everythin that’s been weighin me down, which sometimes unfortunately is the best part of my life. As I walked into the house after my ride, I noticed popcorn, nail polish, ice cream containers with spoons in them and movies left scattered everywhere that their night must have been one of enjoyment. I’m sure I’ll hear all bout it once I get to my baby doll. I know there’s no need to check on the girls cause my brother’s got home before me and I’m sure their down tight with their girls knowing tomorrow’s gonna be a long one. I hope it’s just an overnight trip and our resources has his Intel right and we can get in and out of there. Rescue Cassidy, take care of the trash and get back home and stay outta trouble for a while.
     
    I just keep faith that the Shady Creepers MC doesn’t put one and one together comin up with two and realize we are the one responsible to takin the backstabbing traitor to his grave. No one will ever find his bones once we’ve done what needs to be done, he’ll just be another missin man on the earth that’s missin to never be found.
     
    As for Cassidy, as we voted, she comes back here and gets the chance to find her way. Not sure she’d be welcome as a Rage Ryder for long unless she’s claimed. Ashton and Wasp are family, and it just may become awkward for them. Family is always first, of course the way Smoke looked at her and had a damn nickname for her, there’s no tellin what the future may hold. I just have to hope whatever it is we come out of it together. Havin each other’s back’s like were suppose ta do.
     
    I walk silently into the bedroom tryin to be inconspicuous to Riley so I can get what I’m wantin before I hit the road tomorrow. As I enter the room I’m stopped dead in my tracks at the beauty that meets my eyes. Riley is passed out half under the sheets and half out. She looks like a dream come true the way the moonlight shines on her like a beacon calling to me in the dead of the night.
     
    Such beauty, how the fuck did someone like her chose a man like me is a mystery I don’t know I can ever solve. I don’t know where the luck comes from but I’ll be damned if it’s something I’ll ever let go of. My night has just changed from needing one type of lovin to a different type. Now, instead of ravishing her I just want to hold her in my arms and treasure what’s been given to me and hold her tight until I have to leave in the early mornin.
     
    I lay down and re-memorize everythin I’ve memorized almost every night I’ve held her in my arms that we’ve shared a bed. It seems every time I find somethin new, somethin I love more than what I loved last time. I have to wonder how many more things are there in one person I can find to match or beat the things I’ve found to keep lovin more. Is it possible, or will I run out of things one day. I notice we’re pulling over and it’s pretty dark out. I day dreamed our trip away. Works for me, this was a long ride on our bikes, the distraction of my baby doll helps make things go faster than the slow mundane things my brother’s think are road travel games.
     
    There’s only so many times you can play slug bug and keep your man card. The only thing that’s fun about it is were on bikes, and we don’t really slug each other, we punch with all our might and make our mean machines underneath us give us all she’s got