RECKLESS IN INK (BOOK TWO)

B4/C7

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Rage

"You kissed her and then what?" Corba asked me as we played poker with Wolf, I nodded my head to Wolf so I could have a few more cards.

"She ran away," I said as I looked down at my cards.

"She ran away... what did you say to make her run?" 

"I didn't say anything. Logan walked in" I tell him as Wolf shook his head. 

"So you got caught," Wolf says, shrugging his shoulders "big deal, the thing is what are you going to do about it?" I shrugged my shoulders, I didn't know. After she left Logan quickly checked everything and left me to my thoughts, for the past few days I had been thinking about that kiss. The way she shivered in my hands, her soft whimpers as I bit her lip softly. I mentally groaned just thinking about it all got me rock solid. 

"I think you should surprise her at work." Corba smirks, "Maybe bring her lunch?" I glared at him, wondering what he was up to. Ever since I joined the Armoured Beast, Corba has been my best friend. If he ever went on the road I was there to back him up, but I did that for everyone. 

"I don't even know what she likes" I shook my head, but as Wolf folded Corba had his phone out texting someone. 

"She likes the grilled chicken wrap from Sue's" he smirks when his phone dinged a message. "Her lunch break is in an hour, better hop to it bud" Corba chuckles. I rolled my eyes before throwing my cards down, I sighed and stood up. 

I guess I was heading to get lunch today.

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Moxxie

Red climbed into the back of the ambulance and started to clean everything down, we had just taken a patient in who had broken her ankle on the playground. Poor thing was crying while her dad held her, and made our hearts melt. 

I was checking the bags when I saw Phil standing next to me, I tried not to jump out of my skin. "Oh hey," I said when he kissed my cheek. 

"Hey, how's your dad been?" He asked me, I nodded my head. 

"Pretty good so far, I just have a few more hours go" 

"That's good, I was just about to head home. Worked a double last night" he tells me, he looked down at my wrist before speaking again. "You're not wearing the bracelet?" 

"Oh, no I can't. I'm afraid that I'll lose it."

"Oh... is it too big? I can get it altered?"

"No it's fine, just I don't wear jewellery while I'm at work," I tell him, I pushed the bags into place near the doors so when we got called again we could just grab and go. 

"Hmm" 

"Is that a problem?" I asked him.

"I guess not, I was just hoping you'd wear it, is all," He tells me but his attitude had changed when he saw my wrist was bare of the bracelet. When I heard someone call his name out, Phil looked over his shoulder before turning to me "look I'll pick you up at 6, wear something classy," he says before walking away. I watched as he walked over to a guy near the doors of the hospital.

"What the hell was that about?" I heard Red ask when she jumped down from the ambulance but I shook my head. 

I didn't know what just happened.

"Hang on, isn't that... oh no" I mumbled, Phil was speaking to Mitchell. Red gasps, as I tried to put things together in my mind. His brother had been in the hospital for a week. Kicked off the Football team. Broken leg and arm. Like someone had beaten him. 

They were brothers... how could I have not seen it before. 

"Their brothers..." I mumbled to Red, as snaps her eyes at me. "He spoke about his brother getting kicked off the football team at our dinner, Mitchell got kicked off the team for a broken leg and arm. Spent the week in the hospital remember?" 

"Yeah, but how did we not see it?"

"I don't know, different mothers? Different fathers?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Jesus fucking Christ," I said running my hand over my face since my hair was tied in a bun.

"Bad timing?" I heard someone say behind me, spinning on the spot Rage stood there with a plastic bag in his hand. 

"What.. what are you doing here?" I asked him, he nodded his head towards the bag. 

"Brought you lunch," he says, I looked towards Red as she smirked but turned to walk away. "Everything okay?" Rage asked me as he looked between Red and me. 

"Um yeah, you didn't have to bring me lunch," I told him as he took a few steps towards me. 

"I know but I wanted to," he says, I smiled softly. I reached up and kissed his cheek. "I brought you your favourite from Sue's" 

"And how do you know what my favourite is?" 

"I may have had help with that part"

"Well thank you, it's very kind," I said, I closed the doors of the ambulance but I felt eyes on me the whole time and it wasn't from Rage. When I looked over my left shoulder Phil was still standing there with Mitchell as they both watched me. I felt a shiver run down my spine but I quickly recovered and smiled softly at Rage, so he wouldn't notice.

We took a seat at the park across the street, as we ate our food I couldn't help but feel butterflies. Maybe I was just nervous so I took a steady breath and pushed it down. "How are you feeling?" I asked him, once I was finished with my food. "Logan said you check out the next day against her orders" I saw that his arm had bandages on it from the cuts but he had taken off the one on his face. 

"I'm fine, better" waving me off, I roll my eyes playfully. 

"Still think you should have stayed in the hospital for a few more days," I told him, making him smirk at me as he leans back on the bench, laying his arm on the back. "You can smirk all you want, I told you I wasn't scared of you."

"Even if I am the enforcer of the club?" I shrugged my shoulders at his question. 

"So you help protect your club, are you going to hurt me?" 

"I would never" 

"Good" I smiled at him, his fingers lightly skimmed my neck. It left a burning sensation which made me bite my lip but I let it go when he leaned forward and kissed me. I took a hold of his leather kutte as our kiss was soft but we both knew we wanted more. I heard my ding phone with a message, making us pull away from each other. When I checked the message it was from Red sending me the lips emoji, I rolled my eyes as I tucked it into my pocket. 

"I better walk you back," he says, standing up. I grabbed our rubbish and stood up taking it to the bin before catching up to Rage, he intertwined our fingers as we walked back across the street but before we could go any further he pulled me close when he got to his bike. I felt happy being in his arms, it was like I knew I was protected somehow.

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Third-person pov

As Moxxie says goodbye to Rage, someone stands in the shadows watching. The moment he saw her, he knew he had to have her. He didn't like how she had tattooed herself as he thought women should stay uninked and not ruin their beautiful skin with such filth. As he watched her kiss the biker once more, his hands clenched into fists, he disliked how she would let scum kiss her but not him. 

He knew he had to step up his game. 

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