RECKLESS IN INK (BOOK TWO)

B4/C1

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age

I pulled off my helmet as I looked around the compound, it was early in the morning and the sun was barely up. I saw Wolf and Twitch already coming out of the clubhouse when they saw me. I nodded my head towards them. I swung my leg over my bike and caught up with them as we made our way over to the scrap yard. 

Reese was already in the office, she gave us a little smile before turning back to the books as we clocked on. I pulled off my kutte, leaving me in my ripped jeans and a wife-beater tank, hanging my kutte on the hooks in my locker we kept at the back of the office. 

"How's your grandma?" Reese asked me when I was nearly at the door. It had been a week since my grandma had the stroke, she was the only family I had left since my father died of cancer a few years ago and my mother ran away 20 years ago. She just left me at my grandma's one day and never returned. By now everyone in the club had been sending her flowers and get well cards but I knew it was only a matter of time before she was gone too, I had been told by doctors that I would have to place her into an old age home just in case I wasn't there the next time something happened to her. 

"She's fine" I mumbled as Reese gave me a soft smile and nodded her head. I had been trying to find a good enough residence for her with the help of Twitch but every time I go and look they take one peek at me and call security. So right now she was at home with the help of the neighbours next door, while I was here or out on a run. 

I was heading towards the pile of scrap that someone had brought in, I pulled on my gloves so it would prevent me from cutting up my hands. I place the metal scrap in the presser before going back to grab more. As the sun began to rise higher throughout the morning, more of the guys came out. 

I wiped my forehead with my towel as my body had a layer of sweat over it, by the time it was lunchtime I was starving. Reese and Mel were carrying the lunches through the clubhouse as I followed in after Wolf and Corba. I quickly went to wash my hands and came out to sit with the guys as we ate our lunch.

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"Rage!" I heard my name being called as I placed the last metal piece of sheet in the presser before I looked over my shoulder. I saw Corba standing there, waving me over, telling me it's the end of the day. I walked into the office to clock off, grabbing my kutte from my locker Reese locked up behind me before waving to us goodbye. I walked into the clubhouse and went straight to my dorm, I showered and dressed into clean clothing before heading back out to the main area of the clubhouse. I grabbed a beer from the prospect before taking a seat in the chair next to Corba. 

"Where's Wolf?" I asked Corba since I hadn't seen him all afternoon. 

"At his AA meeting," he tells me, I nodded my head as I sipped on my beer. "Have you found a place yet for Grams?" He asked me, I shook my head no.

"No,"

"Maybe one of the girls could go with you?" Once I shrugged my shoulders, Corba called over Mel and explained to her what was happening. 

"I'm helping Gypsy with the wedding this week but I can call one of the girls to help you," she says to me, I nodded my head knowing it would probably be Logan since she was Whiskey's old lady now. "Great, I'll see if any of them can help you tomorrow" she smiles softly before turning on her heel and walking away. 

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The next day went pretty much the same way until lunchtime hit and I walked into the clubhouse and saw Moxxie talking to Mel, in jeans and an Iron Maiden band shirt. I hadn't stopped thinking about her, a woman I have barely spoken to has been keeping me up at night. The way her smile lights up the room. Call me crazy, I'm sure the guys around here would think so too but there was something about her. I was pissed when that doctor came up to her and asked her out because I knew she wouldn't go out with someone like me. The enforcer of a motorcycle club and not just any, the Armoured Beasts. 

But there was something in his eyes that got my blood boiling, wonder why I was called Rage? 

Moxxie deserved better than me. I knew that and everyone else knew that.

I washed my hands in the kitchen, grabbed my food and took a seat next to Corba until Mel found me "Rage, Moxxie is going to help look into the nursing homes with you" she says, making me snapped my eyes towards hers then towards Moxxie, who I saw swallow hard. 

Was she scared of me? 

Probably.

"He hasn't had much luck, maybe with your luck he might," Mel tells her, as Moxxie nods her head. "And you might want to have a shower, you stink," Mel says to me, I roll my eyes before getting up, taking a bite of my roll. I saw Moxxie's eyes become wide as she eyed my arms. Just like yesterday, I was dressed in a wife-beater tank and jeans.

"I.. I'll just… meet you outside" she mumbles before turning on her heel and walking away from us. 

"Don't go too hard on her, she's had a rough few days" Mel said to me, I looked at her confused but she just shook her head before walking off towards Hawk. I looked over my shoulder at Corba as he shrugged his shoulders, I left the guys to their lunch while I went for a shower. 

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