Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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“I talked to Viper. He’s going to do what he can to slow Moon’s roll down, but he doesn’t have high hopes. I made the Destructors’ positions clear—you’re under our protection.” He started his bike. “I told him to keep Moon on a short leash, or I will.”

Sex Piston glided toward him in her high-spiked boots. “That’s my man.”

Looking away at the passionate kiss Sex Piston gave Stud, Larissa caught Jet staring at her. She started talking to Killyama until Sex Piston came back.

“Let’s get you set up at your new place.”

“Are you sure your parents won’t mind?”

Sex Piston swung an arm around her shoulders. “Trust me; this is going to make their day.”

She followed Sex Piston’s car in hers; the drive took only ten minutes before she was pulling into a driveway in front of a modest home.

Before she got out of the car, she typed out the address of Sex Piston’s parents’ home, the date and time of her appointment, and the information he would need for his insurance. Her finger hovered over the send button. She was about to take the first step into allowing Moon into their baby’s life, and trepidation filled her. However, she was going to override the fear she was feeling and give him the chance to prove that he wasn’t the short-tempered, volatile, and obnoxious man he had shown himself to be. Just as importantly, she promised herself to be more open in regards to the baby and stop being so afraid of him. That was easier said than done.

Holding her breath, she pushed send. Why did she feel as if she had just placed her life under Moon’s thumb? He would either flick her away like a bug, squash her, or let her move around freely. She didn’t have high hopes for the latter and just wanted to survive the other options.

A fluttering of movements made her hand go to where her child was tossing and kicking.

“You’re a boy, aren’t you?” she speculated. “Sit tight. Something tells me this is going to be a rocky journey.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

She had never felt so nervous in her life. Watching the clock for Moon to arrive was nerve-racking.

The crinkling of a magazine made her glance toward the office, where Jet was sitting, flipping through the magazine; he seemed unbothered about having to come to Treepoint with her.

Sex Piston had texted her this morning that Jet would be driving and staying with her during the appointment. She had protested that the appointment was with her sister, so she would be fine going alone, but Sex Piston had argued until she gave in.

“Gosh ... he makes me want to join the Destructors,” Priss whispered, staring appreciatively at Jet.

Larissa gave her a dirty look. “Don’t you even think about him. From now on, if they belong to a motorcycle club, they’re off limits.”

Priss made a face at her. “You were never the fun one of the three of us.”

Unable to argue the truth, Larissa settled for watching the clock.

Priss saw where her attention had turned. “Lana texted that she’s on her way.”

The opening of the door had three sets of eyes move toward it as Lana came rushing in.

“Okay, let’s get this started. I have thirty minutes before I have to be back from lunch.”

Larissa frowned. “Moon isn’t here yet.”

“He will be,” Lana told her as she headed to the examination room. “He was parking his motorcycle as I was coming in the door.”

“Yippee,” Priss mumbled under her breath.

Giving Priss a quelling glance, she warned both of her sisters, “We are going to be professional and polite, aren’t we?”

Her sisters both raised their hands.

“I promise,” Lana said.

“Me, too,” Priss agreed.

Larissa looked toward Jet, who was watching them.

“Why are you looking at me?”

“I want you to promise, too.”

“Then you’re going to be disappointed.” Indifferently. he turned a page in his magazine. “Moon will get as he gives.”

“I can tell this is going to go so well.” Larissa rubbed her temples. The headache she had been battling since the drive from Jamestown was gradually becoming worse the closer she came to seeing Moon.

The sound of the door opening made her lower her hand. Forcing a polite smile, she motioned toward the examining room. “We’re ready.”

She didn’t miss the way Moon’s poker face turned foreboding at finding Jet in the lobby.

“Why is he here?”

“Jet drove me here. He’s waiting to drive me back to Jamestown.”

“I’ll drive you back.”

“On your motorcycle? I don’t feel comfortable riding on a motorcycle. I’m fine driving back with Jet. We need to get started. Lana has to get back to the hospital.”

Larissa walked into the examination room and sat on the exam table as Lana took a stethoscope out of the cart she had set up for her sister to save time.

Moon took a position against the wall as Priss shut the door.


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