Her Ride
101 pages
|Published: 22 Mar 2021
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Format: Ebook
Language: English
Publication date: 22 March 2021
Description
ROSE
They say blood's thicker than water, but they also say the grass is always greener...
Should I stay or should I go?
Sure, I need my dad, somewhere to live. But I don't need to be mixed up in the mess he's got himself into. Taking police bribes and faking taxes for dealers and meth labs?
I'm out. I won't have a part in it. I can't.
But how can I save dad from the cops, from himself and that whole world?
What I need is a knight in shining armor. My go-to fantasy when reality bites.
Oh, I know it's stupid, but a girl can dream.
I know he's out there, somewhere, and if I ever thought I needed him, whoever he is, I need him now more than ever.
Help me stranger, wherever you are. Come rescue me and help me save my dad too. I'll do whatever you want.
And I mean, anything.
THORN
Every rose has its thorn and every dark night has its dawn.
This Thorn's never found his rose though.
Probably never will.
And I know a thing or two about dark nights. Seen plenty of those, alone. I'm a lone wolf, flying solo but the club's my air.
The MC is the only tribe I have, all the family.
All the trust I need.
With the club's work, we're cleaning up Valor. Giving the town some of its own namesake back with our own. But when I see yet another younger girl, thumb out and hitching a ride in the fading evening light, I wonder if we're doing enough.
I never thought it could happen.Not to me anyway. Feeling her warmth pressed up against the back of me. Her hands around my waist.
"What's your name?" I ask her. "Rose," she answers shyly.
The low rumble of my ride underneath both of us. A sly grin curls my lip as I look up in silent thanks.
Looks like this thorn's just found his rose after all.
Her ride.
My Rose.
Mine.
They say blood's thicker than water, but they also say the grass is always greener...
Should I stay or should I go?
Sure, I need my dad, somewhere to live. But I don't need to be mixed up in the mess he's got himself into. Taking police bribes and faking taxes for dealers and meth labs?
I'm out. I won't have a part in it. I can't.
But how can I save dad from the cops, from himself and that whole world?
What I need is a knight in shining armor. My go-to fantasy when reality bites.
Oh, I know it's stupid, but a girl can dream.
I know he's out there, somewhere, and if I ever thought I needed him, whoever he is, I need him now more than ever.
Help me stranger, wherever you are. Come rescue me and help me save my dad too. I'll do whatever you want.
And I mean, anything.
THORN
Every rose has its thorn and every dark night has its dawn.
This Thorn's never found his rose though.
Probably never will.
And I know a thing or two about dark nights. Seen plenty of those, alone. I'm a lone wolf, flying solo but the club's my air.
The MC is the only tribe I have, all the family.
All the trust I need.
With the club's work, we're cleaning up Valor. Giving the town some of its own namesake back with our own. But when I see yet another younger girl, thumb out and hitching a ride in the fading evening light, I wonder if we're doing enough.
I never thought it could happen.Not to me anyway. Feeling her warmth pressed up against the back of me. Her hands around my waist.
"What's your name?" I ask her. "Rose," she answers shyly.
The low rumble of my ride underneath both of us. A sly grin curls my lip as I look up in silent thanks.
Looks like this thorn's just found his rose after all.
Her ride.
My Rose.
Mine.
