Page 9 of Cruel Biker

Reaching into her mother-in-law’s bag, she grabbed her purse, opened it, and pulled out a twenty. However, as she was about to close it, a picture of her and Bolt from twenty years ago captured her attention.

She and Bolt had been inseparable their whole lives. There was a time her mother and Storm were best friends, even though Gus was not a big fan of the Evil Dwellers MC, or at least that was what she heard. It was strange, as Gus and Maverick also had some kind of friendship. It must have been a strong one, because she and Bolt spent so much time together. Looking at the picture, she glanced up, then back down.

“Morwenna, do you want anything to eat?” Storm asked.

She quickly closed the purse and shoved it back into Storm’s bag. “You know, no, I’ve got to go to the bathroom. I’ll be back soon.” She handed Storm her bag and smiled at the other women, heading in the direction of the bathroom. The moment she was out of eyesight, she veered away from the bathroom, crossing the field to get as far away from the fair as possible

The tears should have stopped by now. She didn’t need to keep crying, yet the tears kept coming. She swiped at her eyes, even as she made it out to one of the large fields with a bunch of wildflowers, and she sat down.

Kyle looked exactly like Bolt when he was five years old.

Bolt had a five-year-old son.

Star’s son.

She pressed a hand to her chest as she felt her heart racing. How could this be happening? This was so not fair, and she hated how childish that sounded. This was not how life was supposed to be.

Star had three kids, and she had a horrible feeling all three of those kids were Bolt’s. Her husband had three children with another woman, and she didn’t have a single child. Did that mean there was something wrong with her? She swiped at her tears.

“Shit, crap, I’m sorry.”

Morwenna lifted her head to see Venom heading toward her. He had a wrapped package in his hand, and he hesitated as she looked up at him.

“It’s okay. If you want to stay, you can stay. If you want to leave and pretend you didn’t see this, I’m okay with that as well.”

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Quite peachy, really. Just found out my husband has a five-year-old son with another woman, and probably two other kids.” She let out a laugh. “You know, I always thought it was really sweet of him, that he’d go out of his way to buy the kids presents every year for Christmas. I thought it was his soft and sensitive side, but no, that was just Daddy being a daddy.” She looked down at her lap and sniffled.

Tears fell onto her hands. She hated herself. Bolt was being a good dad, but it wasn’t to their own children. Is that why he strayed? He didn’t want to have kids with her?

Venom didn’t walk away, he sat down beside her, unwrapped his package, which she saw was a couple of burgers and a large portion of fries covered with cheese sauce and lots of bacon.

“You’re hungry?”

“Starving. You want to share?” he asked, offering her a fry.

“I’m good.”

“Please try it, there is no way I can accept that anyone can turn down a fry covered in bacon and cheese. I just can’t accept it.”

This made her laugh, so she took the fry from him. “You’re right, it does taste good.”

“That’s because there is nothing better than cheese and bacon in a recipe. I refuse to believe otherwise.”

“Thank you.”

He scootched in closer to her and laid the cheese-and-bacon-soaked fries on both their laps. “I’m not greedy.”

She laughed, stole another fry, and kept eating. Venom surprised her by offering her one of his burgers.

“You bought them for yourself,” she said.

“Yeah, and you’ve clearly not eaten, so it’s time for you to eat. Like I said, I’m not greedy, and I’m A-okay to share.”

She smiled and rather than argue with him, she took the burger from him, took a large bite, letting out a little moan as she did so. “That’s good. That’s really good.”

There was a lot of cheese, more bacon, and onions.