Lucky's Choice(4)

As soon as he hung up, he told Lucky, “I have to get back to the hospital.” Then he slid the phone back into his pocket and nodded at Willa’s house where the two older girls were staring out the curtained windows. “You going to send Knox over there?”

“No, they didn’t see anything. If they had, they would have said something.”#p#分页标题#e#

“They didn’t do it. Whoever trashed mine and Razer’s bikes did this.”

“I figured that out too late. I let my temper get away from me when I saw that word,” Lucky confessed. When Shade didn’t say anything, Lucky added, “I’ll stop by in a day or two to apologize since I don’t think she wants to hear anything I have to say right now.”

“I don’t think that woman wants to ever see you again, much less hear anything you have to say,” Shade said wryly.

“I won’t be getting a cupcake from her anytime soon; that’s for sure,” Lucky agreed glumly.

“I’ve had Jenna’s pussy and Willa’s cupcakes. I know which one I would’ve chosen, but you were never the smartest brother in the club.”

Lucky had to silently agree with him, even if he hated it when the fucker was right.





Chapter 1



“May I get you something to drink?” Willa jumped at Rachel’s voice behind her.

“No, thanks.” Willa turned to face the woman who had talked her into coming to Lily’s baby shower despite her intention to stay away.

Willa felt an unwanted flash of envy at Rachel’s red hair. Her hand unwittingly went to her own lackluster brown hair to make sure it was still in a neat knot at the nape of her neck, wishing belatedly that she had left it loose.

“The cake is beautiful, Willa. You outdid yourself.”

Willa smiled, blushing. She had taken extra time to make the cake special for Lily who was being released from the hospital after being kidnapped by her adoptive father. The State Police had led a search for several days to find the town’s former pastor before releasing a statement that they had found evidence that Saul Cornett had managed to escape the country.

Not only had Lily and her husband Shade had to deal with her kidnapping, but their home had been wrecked by a storm that had swept through the town. The baby shower today was to replace the items that had been destroyed.

Willa had never been in The Last Riders’ clubhouse before. She had somehow expected broken-down furniture and beer cans sitting around; instead, it was clean and furnished with leather furniture that actually looked very comfortable. There was a bar at one end of the room and a pool table with several other tables with chairs positioned around the room.

Winter came down the stairs from the upper floor, approaching her and Rachel. The wife of Viper, the club president, looked pretty in a blue maxi dress that showed off her slim figure.

Willa always felt huge and graceless when she was near the other woman. Not only did she outweigh Winter by over eighty pounds, but her own five-foot-eight height made Winter seem even more diminutive.

She was angry at herself for her envy of other women that went to the extent of constantly trying to reinvent her own appearance. Her hair had gone through several color changes recently from blonde to different shades of red to finally admitting defeat and returning to her plain brown hair color. Her makeover attempts hadn’t stopped at hair, either. Trying to transform her large body into their dainty sizes had been another failed attempt.

“How are you coping with the children?” Winter questioned, her friendly gaze making Willa feel even guiltier for yearning to be as attractive as they were to the men who filled the motorcycle club.

Willa couldn’t explain to herself why she felt that way, though. The Lord knew she wouldn’t be able to handle the attention from the alarmingly lethal-looking bikers.

“It’s been a transition for them,” Willa admitted carefully, not revealing how difficult it had been to go from living a solitary life to one filled with tantrums and broken china, some of which didn’t stem from the toddlers she was caring for until a relative could be located. The older children were proving to be the bigger challenge.#p#分页标题#e#

“I’m sure it has been,” Winter said sympathetically.

Willa glanced away from Winter’s astute gaze. The school had notified her two days ago that, unless Sissy quit missing school so often, she would be moved to the alternative school where Winter was the principal as well as a member of the committee that placed problematic children in the school. As a result, Winter was probably more knowledgeable about Sissy’s academic failings than Willa was as her foster parent. However, she didn’t say anything about the child in front of Rachel, which Willa was grateful for.