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A biker for Christmas – Jokers’ Wrath MC & MC Sinners
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Come on this delicious and wild Christmas adventure with two of your favorite clubs, the Jokers’ Wrath MC and the MC Sinners!! You don’t want to miss this one!!!
It was meant to be a vacation.
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I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS happening. I can’t believe this is freaking happening.
I stare at the massive cruise liner and launch into the air with an excited whoop. People stop and stare at me, narrowing their eyes with disgust, acting like I’m losing my mind because I’ve never seen a ship this size before. I wave at an old lady scowling at my outburst.
“Afternoon, ma’am. I’m going to make a lot more noise when I get on the boat, maybe you should reconsider your options. Fine day out, isn’t it?”
The woman shakes her head and walks off, muttering to her husband about wild young people on their anniversary cruise.
I don’t remember what it feels like to be young now that I have grown ass children, but I do know what it feels like to whoop, so just for good measure, I do it again.
“Age isn’t goin’ to slow you down, is it?”
The mutter comes from beside me, and I look over at Mack who is standing beside me, sort of on a funny angle, considering he’s got a fake leg and all. I don’t even notice anymore, but I know other people do. Who cares, anyway. He’s mine and I love him. I narrow my eyes at him and say, “You didn’t marry a normal woman; you should know that by now.”
“No,” he murmurs, “you’re right about that.”
I hold his deep-brown gaze for just a moment before turning and looking at the ship again. It’s huge, so big you can’t see the towering city buildings behind it. I made sure we picked the best possible cruise to go on. I wasn’t going to just make this a half-ass trip. This is going full blown crazy.
“If you whoop again, I’m going to throw you in the water,” Mack threatens.
I laugh and press my legs together, then, bending my knees, I launch into the air with a massive whoop that has nearly everyone staring in my direction.
“Lord help me,” he exhales.
“Lighten up, honey pot.” I laugh. “It’s not every day we get to go on a vacation together, alone, without our children.”
“There you guys are!”
I turn and see my favorite people in the whole wide world coming toward me. Krypt and Ash followed by Maddox and Santana. Pippa and Tyke couldn’t get the time off work to come, which totally sucks, but all the same I’ve still got my besties here and we’re going to have the time of our lives.
To say we’ve deserved this would be an understatement. Sure, the club doesn’t get into as much trouble as it used to, and our lives are fairly quiet at the moment, but we all work and we’re always busy. We haven’t been on a vacation since … God, I can’t even remember. It feels like forever ago. So, when I saw this Christmas cruise, I didn’t miss the chance. I booked us all tickets so nobody could back out.
They were all as excited as I am.
Except Mack, of course. But that’s a whole other story.
I glance at the love of my life, who is staring out at the ocean, and my heart does a little flip flop. Not because I am so incredibly in love with him, that’s a given, but because of the fact that he seems unhappy. In the last few months, he hasn’t been himself. His whole mood is off, he’s been snappy, and we won’t even talk about the lack of sex. I know something is wrong, I just don’t know what it is.
I’m hoping this time away will fix whatever is broken inside my troubled man.
“Oh, my god, I’m so stinking excited!” Santana cheers, launching herself up into the air, making Mack groan at the action.
I laugh. “He doesn’t like it when we whoop with excitement.”
Santana rolls her eyes and nudges Mack with her shoulder. “Chill out, Chief, we’re on vacation.”
“Goin’ to be a long one if you girls don’t tone it down,” Maddox says, grabbing Santana around the waist and hauling her against him.
She grins, big and wide. Ash laughs, her hand curled around Krypt’s. They look perfect, they always do. All four of them. I glance at Mack again, and he’s not looking at me. My heart does a strange little twist, a painful one that clings to me longer than I’d like. A twist that makes me doubt myself and our relationship. Is he tiring of me? Do I frustrate him? I don’t know what it is. I honestly don’t, but I do know that it’s hurting me deep down inside because I can’t help but think I’m the reason he’s not warm toward me. Worse, the reason he’s not sleeping with me.
It’s been a few months now.
Every time I try, he comes up with an excuse.
Could there be someone else?
The thought makes me sick to my stomach.