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Chapter 5 Mack
The entire ride backto the Ravagers Clubhouse I kept thinking of Charlotte and Sophie, how Breaker knew about his daughter but never provided for her, how he stalked a young woman after he knocked her up, caring nothing for how hard it had been in his absence.
What a low-life piece of shit.
What the fuck did she see in him to begin with? A fat cock and a leather jacket? Because I couldn’t think of a single reason she would have had to go fuck around with Breaker. He was an asshole, and he didn’t care about nothing or no one more than himself. Part of me was pissed at Charlotte and that wasn’t fair, but I couldn’t help it. Why the fuck would she make such a stupid mistake?
My hands gripped the bars tighter on my bike, hating that I wanted to get involved, to champion her like some white knight on a horse, charging in to save the day. But I wasn’t any hero and I sure as hell wasn’t the man she needed. Didn’t matter though. My brain didn’t get the memo before I reacted, kissing her in that jail before I had a chance to talk myself out of it.
Those soft, warm lips.
I kept thinking of that kiss. Of her surprisingly receptive response.
Fuck. Me.
This was a disaster.
Knowing Breaker had fucked her really chafed at me. I wanted to kick his ass for touching her, for thinking he had any rights to her or her daughter. I would have knocked that fucker out if he hadn’t been inside that jail cell. Being there saved his life. My anger surged anew as I thought of all the ways I’d watch him suffer after making Charlotte cry.
Fuck. Nothing gutted me more than watching a woman fight back tears. Genuine tears. Not that fake shit some of the club girls tried to pull on my brothers when they wanted their way.
It had been a long time since I was this pissed off. I was way too old for this shit.Goddamn. On my next birthday I would turn fifty. My son was twenty-two for fuck’s sake. I had no business trying to pursue shit with a twenty-seven-year-old single mom.
Charlotte’s tits pressed against my back and I felt her shudder. All thoughts about my own bullshit vanished. She’d gotten smacked in the face with several dirty truths today and a ruthless motherfucker who thought messing with her was a fuckin’ game.
I couldn’t figure out why the fuck he stalked her and remained hidden. What was the point? Why watch her from afar and stay out of her life? There was no feasible reason. Meaningless, really. Maybe there was shit I didn’t know. R.J. mentioned once in church that Charlotte’s ex never knew his daughter. After today, I understood the reason behind it. But what sick and twisted shit was he pulling now that he saw her today? It wasn’t like he knew Charlotte would come to the jail.
A sigh escaped my lips, snatched away by the wind as our bikes rumbled through the streets of Providence. A light cool breeze brushed across my face as we sat idle at an intersection. Traffic poured across the street in front of us and I watched the vehicles passing by, lost in thought.
For the rest of the ride home, my thoughts lingered on Charlotte and all the questions I couldn’t seem to find answers to, including her reasons for messing with a Satan’s Outlaws MC member. That club was notorious and nothin’ but trouble.
Shit.
Did he force her to have sex?
Once that entered my head, I couldn’t get rid of it.
