Catching Forever (BlackPath MC Book 2) Read Free Page A

and she had fresh cut flowers every day. I couldn’t have had a better mom.
      “Callie has had a hard time recently, and we will make it as easy on her as we can while she is here. Dra get Bandy to get a full report on Callie, Chief, The BlackPath MC, and this Devil. He must be one ignorant bastard treating that little girl the way he has. He needs to be taught a good lesson on life.” I can tell Dad is thinking about mom now, but he always is. She was his everything for so long and she’s only been gone for two years.
      “Ok dad, will do. I’ll put two prospects on the motel.” With the way this girl can get away, it may not be enough if she really wants to leave.

Chapter 3
           Callie
    My stomach wakes me with a big rumble. I open my eyes slowly and let myself get accustomed to the bright light streaming through the bedroom. I am unfamiliar with the room, but I remember I’m at Mrs. Clark’s. I also remember talking to dad and I know everything will be just fine. I must have slept all afternoon and night because it is bright outside, which means it’s morning. My stomach is registering empty. I rub my flat stomach and remember I need to feed my baby. I get up out of bed slowly so as not to get light headed again, and realize I need to find a bathroom soon. I see a door and open it, and sure enough there is a very small bathroom. I go in and take care of my pressing issues and wash my hands and face. I come back out and see my suitcases. I dig through and find my tooth brush, brush and a pair of my cut offs and a tank and then some undies. I go back and grab a quick shower and brush my teeth and I feel so much better. Now just to feed my rumbling stomach. My hair is short enough I just brush through it. This red hair is definitely going to have to go. Not my thing.
      I leave the room and tip toe bare footed through the small apartment. I follow the smell and I find the kitchen and some yummy oatmeal with cinnamon sprinkled on top. My grandma used to fix this for me when I was little. I open the fridge and find some milk and butter and put a little in my bowl and microwave it long enough to melt the butter. I wolf it down so fast, I barely taste it. Then I hear someone clear their throat behind me and I turn slowly and I see Dra standing there smiling at me.
      “Hungry much? If you take time to chew, it may taste better.” I see the smile behind his eyes and I figure it is better to be nice than rude.
      “Sorry, this was mine right? I should have asked but I was hungry and my grandma used to fix this for me when I was little. If it was yours, I’ll fix you some more.” He’s still standing there just staring at me. I feel his eyes taking me in. I feel heat covering my face and I know my face is red.
    “No worries, sweets. Gram left it for you. I was just coming in to check on you. You have been sleeping a long time and we were beginning to worry.” I look at the clock and it has 8:45. I didn’t sleep that late, but I guess I did sleep about twenty hours. The last time I looked at the clock yesterday it was around twelve thirty, right after lunch.
      “I guess I did sleep about twenty hours. I was more tired than I thought.” At least I should be well rested while I wait for dad.
    “Try more like forty-four hours. You slept all day yesterday. Gram woke you enough to get your vitamin down you with some water. You ran yourself ragged, and then you were out.” Dra is amused and can barely keep from laughing.
    “Flying pigs. No way. What is today? No wonder I’m starving.” With that Dra breaks out laughing. I mean bent over laughing. Mrs. Clark comes into the room with another man on her heels.
      “What is wrong with you Dra? Laughing like some hyena?” Mrs. Clark asks him.
      “This girl is hilarious. Flying pigs, really?” Well, now I’m embarrassed. I can’t believe I slept so long. “Chief has been blowing up our phones wanting talk to you again.” I turn to Mrs. Clark,