Page 14 of Reaper's Claim

He took the folded piece of paper from me.

“It’s just a rough sketch. You don’t have to use it, but yeah. Well, I… um, couldn’t sleep after you and then, um… well, I started to…” I glared down at my feet. Why couldn’t I form words?

He opened the piece of paper. “You drew this?”

“Just a rough sketch. You said you couldn’t find one you liked, so I drew that up.”

He smiled gently at me. “Thanks, Abby.”

My name rolled off his lips. Oh damn, he had me. “No worries.” I rocked on my heels and still seemed unable to stop smirking. Darn, was I out of my head? Smart Abby wouldn’t do this. Smart Abby would be regretting last night. Not standing next to the man that could be my own form of poison. After how my body was reacting, I was positive I was in over my head.

“Let’s head home, boys!” Dane roared and mounted his bike.

“You won’t be coming back for a while, will you?” I asked Kade, taking a step closer to him so he could hear me. Why did that get under my skin? Why did I care so much, knowing I won’t be seeing him again for maybe years?

The roaring of more engines coming to life filled the car park.

“Yeah, babe. Might be a few years.” He looked to be in thought for a moment before he kicked his bike to life, confirming what I was thinking.

“I guess I’ll see you then.” I wondered if I would ever see him again. Bikers came and went. His commitment to the club might change over the course of a few years. Hell, it wasn’t uncommon for a member to jump ship.

“You might be legal by the time I get back here.” He ran his tongue across his bottom lip. “Then we can finish what we started.”

I blushed. “Well, I guess that means you have to come back then.” I chewed my bottom lip, looking at him with lustful eyes.

“You can count on it, babe.”

Dane took off, and Kade shot me a wink before taking off after him.

I watched as he tore out of the club’s driveway following his president. Count on me to fall for the biker more dangerous and toxic than my father. How the hell was I meant to try and be with a boy now after being touched by a man?

“What did ya give Reaper?” Dad was at my side, and I had been too busy lusting over Kade to realize he had walked across the car park to me.

“A sketch.” I crossed my arms, the cold morning air washing across my body.

“Why ya do that?” Dad pressed me for more answers.

“I liked him.” I shrugged my shoulders and played down the attraction I had towards a man a hell of a lot older than me. “He reminded me of you.” I looked up at my father and kept lying. “A bit of a lost soul.”

Dad grunted and then dropped his big hand on my head, ruffling my hair. “All bikers are lost souls, honey. That’s why we are all so fucked up.”

I shot him up a grin when really my mind was on Kade. Would he ever come back? Two years was a long time, and if I knew one thing for sure, things could change quickly.

Chapter 3

Abby

The years slowly ticked by and to be fair to myself, I couldn’t lie and say they were eventful. It seemed every day I was that bit weirder and a bit more left out at school. Finally, it reached the point that I was invisible, unlike my twin, Kim.

She was anything but invisible—captain of the cheer squad, currently dating one of the most popular guys at school. Mind you, she was still slutting it up with Trigger. Trigger, for some strange and most likely perverted reason, liked it.

I withdrew from society, the biker’s society, and normal society, and as Kim regularly told me, ‘I was a hermit with a pen.’

Drawing was all I had, and to say I spent most of my life doing it was an understatement.

Our eighteenth birthday was fast approaching, which pretty much summed up the reason why I was sitting in Dad’s office next to Kim.

“Dad, you promised.” Kim huffed and crossed her arms. “You can’t go back on a promise.”

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