Simple Ride (Hellions Ride Book 6) Read Free Page B

their ride, but
together, they made it through.
    “ If you don’t pull your
head outta your ass, I’m gonna sock it to ya,” Shooter says from
behind me.
    “ Momma doesn’t like those
words, Shooter,” Axel chimes in, handing me the tool.
    Shooter and I both smile.
    “ What’s wrong, Booma?” Axel
asks with the childlike innocence that has me frowning.
    “ Nothing.” I turn back to
the car in front of me, but a firm hand on my shoulder stops
me.
    “ Come on, man. What’s said
in the garage blows out the tailpipes, never to be heard from
again,” Shooter says, making me laugh.
    “ You’re going soft,
brother. That was the stupidest thing I have ever heard come out of
your mouth, and we both know I have heard some crazy
shit.”
    “ Language,” Axel chastises.
“Momma is gonna be mad at all of us boys if y’all don’t clean up
your mouths. She even got Lux in on it.”
    Now that has both Shooter and me
laughing. ‘Lux’ is Caroline, Rex’s old lady and his deluxe model
woman. She is Fancy Nancy and hell on wheels at the drop of a dime.
Ride or die, she’s a Hellions ol’ lady with fire. They all have
that, though. Doll, Sass, Tessie, Lux, Doc Kelly, each one is a
badass broad in her own way.
    Purple Pussy Pamela is, too; only, she
is so caught up in her secrets she holds so close she can’t see
what’s right in front of her.
    I am stupid. Completely dumb. Sign me
up to wear the dunce cap; that’s how badly I fucked up. Men like me
don’t spout poetic future shit after planting their seed so deep
inside a broad it will take days to slide out. No, men like me are
supposed to fuck hard, fast, furious, and without thoughts of the
future, just raw release. Any other woman would have never given
them a second thought. Any other woman never would have gotten the
offer.
    Pamela did.
    I gave her the offer to be on my bike.
She knows this world. She knows what that means. Other barflies
would have jumped at the opportunity to be claimed in order to have
this life and the family it comes with permanently. It isn’t an
offer to give lightly or to decide on quickly. Pamela did,
though.
    Pamela walked out. She turned me
down.
    I have been fucking her for over a
year. Then I laid my world at her feet, and she walked away. She
didn’t look back. She hasn’t called.
    “ It’s nothing, man,” I try
to brush him off.
    “ Then stop looking at your
phone and the door like you’ve gotta take off in an
instant.”
    I take pause to focus on my latest
behaviors. He is right; I have been watching my phone and door like
a fucking lovesick teenager.
    This stops now!
    No broad needs to have this kind of
power over a man. Even more so, I don’t really know her other than
she sucks my cock like it’s her job. Oh, wait, I guess it is. She
keeps the club happy, and the club keeps her in our fold. I guess
she showed me my place.
    I run my hand over my beard in
frustration. “My mind is all over the place.”
    “ Get your head on
straight.”
    “ Wanna blow stuff up,
Booma?” Axel pipes in, going to the toolbox for Shooter.
    I laugh. “Why would you ask
that?”
    “ My dad always tells Lux he
needs to blow a load. Your name is Booma ’cause you make things go
boom, I reckon … so you wanna find some stuff to blow
up?”
    “ Always, little man,
always. We better get this car finished first, though.”
    “ Sounds good to me. Shooter
has the good fireworks hidden in the shed.” He smiles
brightly.
    “ Hey, that was a secret,”
Shooter jokes.
    “ Bro code. Booma needs bro
time, and what better way than lighting stuff on fire and watching
it go up? It’s on a need to know basis”—Axel makes a serious face
at Shooter—“and he really needed to know. We’ve got his back,
Shooter; you tell me that all the time. Family and shi—stuff.
Stuff, right? Booma is family. He gets bro code.”
    Shooter ruffles his hair.
“Totally.”
    After fixing the car and making some
stuff go boom, I leave Shooter and Axel to