Authors: L. Wilder,Brooke Asher
A Devil Chaser’s MC Romance
Copyright 2014 L Wilder and Brooke Asher
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I dedicate this book to my brother,
Thank you for always pushing me to
follow my heart.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1- Tessa
Chapter 2- Bishop
Chapter 3- Tessa
Chapter 4- Bishop
Chapter 5- Tessa
Chapter 7- Bishop
Chapter 8- Tessa
Chapter 9- Bishop
Chapter 10- Tessa
Chapter 11- Bishop
Chapter 12- Tessa
Chapter 13- Bishop
Chapter 14- Tessa
Chapter 15- Bishop
Chapter 16- Tessa
Chapter 17- Bishop
Chapter 18- Tessa
Chapter 19- Bishop
Chapter 21- Tessa
Chapter 22- Bishop
Chapter 24- Bishop
Chapter 25- Tessa
Chapter 26- Bishop
Chapter 27- Tessa
Chapter 28- Bishop
Chapter 29- Bishop
The loud crash of a bottle breaking against the wall startled Myles as he walked up to his dad’s bike garage. It was late, and he wasn’t expecting anyone to be there. His dad had sent him to grab his backpack that he’d left there after school. As he got closer, he heard male voices coming from the rear of the building.
“You better get this shit settled with Bishop. The shipment is due in Memphis by the end of the week, and I expect it to be there!”
This was an unfamiliar voice. As he looked in the garage window, Myles didn’t recognize the man, but he knew he was furious. It made him even more uneasy when he heard Goliath’s heated tone. Goliath was the Devil Chaser’s VP, and he was not someone you wanted to piss off.
“What the hell are you thinking, Duce? You know this isn’t the way to handle this. If you have a problem, you take it up with Bishop. You do
show up unannounced and try to conduct business behind his back. This shit isn’t right.”
“He’s been putting me off. I know something’s up. I’m giving you a chance to fix it before I have to handle things myself. If Bishop can’t get this shit done, he’ll be taken out and replaced with someone who can.”
Goliath shouted, “Are you seriously threatening our President? I know you’ve got these gangs giving you trouble, but you don’t wanna go there, man. You don’t come here and make threats without consequences.”
“I expect my goddamn shipment to be made by the end of the week. Either Bishop steps up and gets shit done, or he’s out. No explanation necessary!” the stranger shouted.
Goliath moved towards him with fire in his eyes and snarled, “The shipment will be there. But this shit here tonight does not fly, asshole. Bishop
hear about it, and he’ll expect a meet with you. Plan on it.”
Myles quickly turned and headed back home. This encounter definitely had him freaking out. At only eleven, he’d already had to deal with a lot. After his mother, Cassie, left when he was just four, his dad and the club had been the only family he’d known. His father, Bishop, was the President of the Devil Chasers MC. His dad was an exceptional leader who always thought three steps ahead. His men trusted him and knew that he would lead them with conviction. Bishop believed in his brotherhood, and he was an inspiration to those that followed him. Goliath had been his vice-president for three years and helped communicate the expectations of the club. The Sergeant of Arms, Ace, had been in office for four years and led with an iron fist. He kept the meetings under control and handled any outside issues that came up with the club. Sheppard, Renegade, Pops, Hag, Crack Nut Bobby, and Doc had been members since the club began ten years ago. There were two prospects, Otis and Bulldog, still waiting to get patched in. When Cassie left, these men and several of their old ladies had become Myles’s family, and the clubhouse had become his second home.
Things had been going pretty well for Myles until Cassie had returned after two years hoping to start things back up like she had never left. Myles had known his dad didn’t really like that she was back, but he had tried to hide it for Myles’s sake. Bishop had wanted him to have his mother, and Myles had actually liked having her back. It had made him feel better knowing that his mother wanted him again. Unfortunately, she just couldn’t get her act together. She loved to party and hooked up with different men in and out of the club. She always seemed to be looking for something more. Eventually, one night of partying had gotten out of control, and she’d ended up dead. Myles still didn’t know all the details, but he knew it had pissed his dad off even more.
The conversation he’d just overheard in the garage worried him. Was his dad’s life in danger? Would Goliath protect him? Goliath was a big dude, and no one messed with him unless you wanted to get a fist in the face.
“You know idioms are just phrases that people use to add humor to conversation. They aren’t meant to be taken literally. Actually, you use them all the time. I often hear you all talking about ‘checking’ each other
When you say, ‘Laurie was checking me’, it doesn’t mean she’s actually putting a check mark on you. You know it means that she is saying bad things about someone.”
Tessa had been a 5
grade teacher at Henry County Elementary for almost two years. She loved teaching, and she always felt that she learned more from her students than they learned from her. She had moved to Paris, Tennessee with her two children, Isabelle and Drake, shortly after her divorce. She needed a change of scenery for her family, and the move had been a good choice for them. She had visited Paris Landing as a child, and had always loved being at the lake. She had been excited to come back, and she’d needed the distance from her overbearing ex-husband. Her marriage had not been a happy one, and she’d wanted a new start for her kids. The schools in Paris were some of the best in the area, and she’d been glad to get a teaching position there.
Daniel said, “Like ‘skating on thin ice’ doesn’t mean that you’re really skating on ice. It really means you’re about to get in so much trouble!”
“That’s right, Daniel. Does anyone else have an idiom to share?” Tessa asked.
“How about ‘hot, hot like a tater tot’? That doesn’t mean you feel hot. It means you
HOT! Good looking! Smoking… You know, HAWT!” Lindsey shouted from the back of the classroom.
“Yes, that could work. Actually, that one is pretty good, Lindsey. Anyone else?”
“Mom told my dad to ‘break a leg’ last week when he had to go to a big meeting at work. I don’t think she meant it, though,” Luke added.
“You’re right, Luke, that means good luck. That’s an old one. Not really sure how someone came up with that,” Tessa chuckled.
Bradley, a known troublemaker in the class, turned to face Myles and said viciously, “I’d like to ‘knock you into next week’. That would work, wouldn’t it, Ms. Campbell?” He smirked at Myles.
Myles immediately jumped out of his seat and began punching Bradley in the face, shoulder, and back. Bradley tried to tuck his head in towards his desk, as Myles shouted, “How ‘bout I
high five your
’?!” He kept hitting Bradley as Tessa scrambled to the back of the room.
“Myles Bishop, stop that right now! What are you thinking?” Tessa screeched. Myles popped Bradley one more time on the side of his face, and Tessa lost her temper. “Myles! I. SAID. STOP!” She pulled Myles from Bradley and led him out of the classroom and into the hall.
“Before you start yelling, Ms. Campbell, he was asking for it! He’s such an idiot. I can’t stand that fucker!” Myles shouted.
“Language, Myles! And there’s no excuse for laying into him like that. You know I have to write you up now…. Your dad will have to be called, and I’m sure the principal will want to suspend you. You’re too smart for this. I expected more from you,” Tessa said with concern.
Tessa hated to see Myles get in any trouble. Yes, he was wrong to hit Bradley, but she knew that kid was a jerk. He’d caused issues with several of her students, and she was tired of dealing with him. Seeing the worry in Myles’s eyes only made it worse. His shaggy brown hair trimmed his angelic face, and his dark brown eyes pleaded with her to understand. He wasn’t exactly small for his age, but he seemed so vulnerable. God she hated dealing with this part of her job.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Campbell. I just couldn’t let him get away with that. He really is a jerk face, and you know he’s a pain…. Hey, did you like my idiom? You gotta admit it was pretty good, right? ‘High five your
’!” Myles said with a smile.
“Don’t go there, Myles. This isn’t funny. Stay here while I get an assistant to watch the class. We have to go see the principal.” Tessa did her best to hold back her smile. He was right, that was a pretty good one. She might have to use it sometime.
As they made their way to the office, Myles was quiet. Tessa knew he was worried about facing the principal, and he probably wasn’t all that happy about seeing his dad afterwards. She put her hand on his shoulder and guided him in.
The secretary called Tessa and Myles into Principal Morrison’s office. He sat behind his large walnut desk that was too big for the small room. He was in his early fifties and wore a navy business suit. His rotund build reminded her of the dad from
. As she walked in, he gave her a wide leering smile that gave her the creeps. She still hadn’t gotten used to the way he checked her out every time she walked by. He obviously had a thing for curvy girls, and he didn’t mind letting her know it.
“To what do I owe the pleasure, Ms. Campbell? You are looking
well today,” Principal Morrison said, his gaze loitering on her chest as he spoke.
Tessa cleared her throat in hopes of getting his attention to her eyes instead of her boobs. It didn’t work.
“Thank you, Mr. Morrison. Unfortunately, Myles is in a bit of trouble. He hit Bradley several times in class today. I wouldn’t really consider it a fight, because Bradley didn’t get a chance to hit him back.”
Morrison spoke firmly and never even looked at Myles, “Call his dad in. You can decide on a fair punishment, since it happened in your class. Make sure he knows that he’ll deal with me if it happens again. Is that all I can help you with today? Maybe you would like to meet for dinner tonight so we can discuss the school fair next month?”