Free Released: MC Secret Baby Romance (New Adult Contemporary Biker Romance) by Casey Elliot Page A

green eyes that were so much like Luke’s. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach.
    “Luke–” I started, but he cut me off.
    “You can’t change the past, Skye,” he said, his voice low, “but you can change the future. Come with me to the rehearsal dinner… as my date.” Was Luke asking me out? My heart hammered in my chest, all of the emotions that I had suppressed were bubbling back to the surface. Over his shoulder, I could see Christina making her way back toward me, and I felt instant relief.
    “Okay,” I agreed, trying to get him away from me before Christina could become suspicious, but deep down, I knew this was a bad idea, and I needed a way out fast.
     

Chapter 8
     
     
    “Hey man!” Joe called out, as I joined him at the bar, slapping me firmly on the back. I grinned at him; it was so good to see my old best friend again. “This here is the real life Luke Wallace,” he said, as he introduced me to his group of friends who sat with him at the bar, most of whom I knew and several I played high school ball with. I greeted each in turn, happy to see familiar faces. The beers started to flow, each finished one replaced with a new one before I had a chance to blink, and it wasn’t long before several women found their way over to our booth.
    “Hi, I’m Alisha,” a beautiful blonde woman said, sliding into the booth beside me. There wasn’t much room and her legs were pressed close to mine. There was no hiding her attention. She was dead set on scoring Luke Wallace for the night, but she didn’t care for me. I shrugged. Sex was sex, right?
    “Hi Alisha,” I said, placing my arm around her and returning her smile. But it wasn’t Alisha’s face that I saw; it was Skye’s.
    “And I’m Amanda,” her friend said, sliding in on the other side, sandwiching me between two beautiful women. I could see my friend’s eyebrows raise, and they laughed loudly. They were enjoying this. I took a sip of my beer; this was going to be one hell of a night.
    “I have to go,” I exclaimed, putting my beer down and extracting myself from between Alisha and Amanda, ignoring their drunken protests.
    “Where are you going?” Joe called, but I waved him off. I needed to get Skye out of my mind once and for all.
    “See you tomorrow, Joe,” I called back, as I stumbled out the door and into the cool night. Without thinking about it, my feet carried me towards Skye’s apartment, and I walked all the way to the other side of town.
    “Fuck!” I exclaimed as I stood outside the apartment door. There were no names on the doorbell and I had no idea which one was hers. “Skye,” I shouted drunkenly. There was no response, so I shouted again
    “SKYE!”
    I called her name over and over again, staggering around outside trying to get her attention, but why was she not answering? I could see the lights of several apartments turn on and, from above, I heard a man shout.
    “Shut up!”
    “SKYE!”
    I called again, and this time, I heard a door open. Looking up, I could see Skye standing on a second floor balcony, hurriedly wrapping herself in a robe.
    “Luke, what are you doing?” she shouted down to me in a hushed tone.
    “Let me in!” I yelled back.
    “No! Be quiet and go away.”
    If she wasn’t going to let me in, I was going to go to her. Looking around, I could see several footholds that would allow me to climb up onto her balcony where she was going to damn well talk to me. Placing my hand on the railing of the lower balcony, I pushed myself up. I felt myself sway as I realized how much beer I had had to drink, but I carried on.
    “Skye!” I exclaimed as I landed in front of her.
    “Luke, what are you doing?” she asked, extending her hand helping me to my feet.
    “I had to see you!” I exclaimed, “All I want is you, Skye.” She jerked back like I had slapped her in the face.
    “Shush, you’re drunk Luke. Go home,” She turned to go back inside, and I grabbed her gently by the shoulders,