Free JAX: MC Biker Romance (New Adult Contemporary Bad Boy Romance) by Casey Elliot

because of it. The fact that I knew that he sucked and still counted on him to help me makes it even worse.
    I turned my head everywhere, desperately hoping for a sign of some sort. I gritted my teeth and just chose a random corner to turn to, squeezing my eyes shut in frustration. It was the wrong time to do it because I immediately collided into something hard, making me step back. I opened my eyes in annoyance, ready to shout at the person who bumped into me.
    Only to freeze as I look at a guy who looked exactly like me.
    By the shocked look on his face, he was just as shocked as I was at meeting each other’s doppelganger.
    I blinked my eyes rapidly, and I realized that his eyes were different from mine. They were a darker shade of blue as compared to mine. Now that I think about it, they remind me of…
    My eye’s widened.
    His eyes.
    He has Brooke’s eyes.
    “What are you looking at?” he asked warily, his brows furrowing in the same way I did and I swallowed, trying to keep my cool.
    “I don’t know if it escaped your notice, but we kind of look alike,” I said, looking at him incredulously.
    “So?”
    Oh, so he was going to be difficult, huh? Fine. I ignored his question and asked him something else.
    “I’m looking for someone. She’s about this tall,” I indicated with my hand, placing it just by the level of my armpit. “Blonde, in her early thirties, and has the same eyes as you do,” I told him, and his jaw clenched.
    “That kind of rings a bell. What do you want with her?” he asked, and I smirked at him.
    “The truth.”
     
    Brooke:
    To say I was surprised when my son entered our house with his father that he’s never met was the biggest understatement of the year. Seeing them standing together brought the waterworks out and the both of them scrambled to help get me water and all the other stuff. When I finally calmed down, I remained in my seat and had the both of them face me, each of them probably had counted down enough to ask their questions. I decided to get the most obvious one.
    “David, this is Jacob. He’s your son…,” I introduced, and I didn’t waste any time catching up on all the years he’s lost. The both of them were quiet for a few moments, and then Jacob left without telling me where he was going. I frowned, saddened that my son was mad at me for hiding this from him.
    “I’m so horrible,” I grumbled, placing my hands on my face.
    “No, you’re not. I may not like how you do it, but it was what you should’ve done at the time,” he said, and I peeked through my fingers at him. He gave me a soft smile before taking my hands off of my face and brushing them over his lips.
    “I screwed up,” he said, and I was about to shake my head when she stopped me. “Don’t deny it. I should’ve listened to you long ago, but I was too stubborn or prideful that I didn’t bother considering how right you were. It sucks that I missed out on my son’s life, and that I’m only hearing about him now, but that is just as much my fault as it is yours,” he said.
    “Look, just because I know you’re my Dad doesn’t mean I’m going to let you off easy,” Jacob said, making me blink at how fast he was back here again. “You hurt my mother in any way, and you will be sorry,” he threatened. Dave smiled at this and nodded.
    “That’s fine. I’d prefer it if you were like that instead of being a saint and forgiving me instantly,” he turned his head back toward me though, placing his hand by my lips and sending my heart into overdrive for the first time in a long time. “I am prepared to make it up to you both in any way I can, and I can promise you that this time, I am not going anywhere. Are you okay with that, Brooke?” he asked me, and I swallowed.
    “That depends on my son,” I told him, and he looked at Jacob, who shrugged.
    “It would be nice to get to know my absentee father,” he teased, making Dave and I laugh at this. I moved my lips to Dave’s palm