Free Biker Saviour: The Lost Souls MC Series by Ellie R Hunter Page B

everything about them. No wonder my mom didn’t like being a part of this life, she probably felt like she was against all these women for my dad.
    “Are these women hanging around the reason my mom didn’t want to stay?”
    I have to know.
    Pope’s eyes narrow at me for a second and return to looking at his hands resting on the table.
    “Her problem was with the men, at the time she didn’t trust anyone even though the men in this club was always better than the men she knew at our rival club. Believe it or not, she never questioned the women because she knew me and knew she was the one for me. I’ve been loyal to her for twenty-five years.”
    Wow, he surprises me at every turn. Being loyal to one woman around all this temptation is amazing. Dean was hardly ever loyal and I spent nearly every day with him. It hits me that I never had any other feelings for him other than what he could do for my habit.
    “And this fucker walking towards us is Oak.” He says a little too loud and waves his hand at the man himself joining us at our table and hands my dad a beer.
    “It’s about time you looked more like a human, darlin’,” he laughs.
    I don’t know what to say to him so I smile and look to my father for help, which he doesn’t with a brief flicker of amusement on his face.
    My bottle of water arrives and I sip away while my father downs his beer.
    Everywhere men and women are laughing and having a good time, they look like they don’t have a care in the world. My mood begins to sink when thinking how nice that must be.
    Casting my eyes around the bar again I spot Ricky leaning against one of the pool tables and my mood sinks further when I see he isn’t alone. Draped alongside him is a badly bleached blonde, super slim woman who is barely dressed. I shouldn’t feel jealous, actually I don’t know why I am jealous. Before I can question myself, the memory of his hands on me in the shower the other night resurface and while they weren’t sexual, they definitely awakened me in some way.
    However, there’s a whole load of sexual tension radiating off the blonde and him now. She puts her hand on his crotch and he closes his eyes wearing a huge smile.
    Unconsciously, my fingers curl together until my father covers my hands with one of his. The warmth is comforting and distracts me from the agitation that was becoming unbearable.
    “If this is too much, I can take you back to your room?” he whispers.
    My first taste of freedom and it’s not my addiction that has me beginning to freak out, but petty jealousy on a guy I barely know. Damn, if the guy isn’t hot as hell with his strong arms and appealing lips I want to kiss.
    “I’m fine,” I grit out a bit too loudly, gaining Ricky’s attention.
    He peels himself away from the hooker wannabe and strides over to us with a huge smile on his face.
    “Wow, look at you down here with us mere folk,” he beams, “How you doing?”
    Agitation washes away completely and I return his bright smile. I have his full attention and it makes me feel good, better than I have felt in a long time.
    “I’m good, you?”
    “Better for seeing you,” he grins.
    A growl comes from my father but Ricky laughs and bravely pulls out the chair next to mine.
    I don’t know what to say, tonight I am a bundling mess around these men, so I say nothing and tuck my hair behind my ear shyly.
    He leans in close beside me and inhales deeply.
    “What are you doing?” I ask, leaning away.
    “You smell nice, how a girl should smell like.”
    Great, wasn’t I a girl before tonight? Of course not, I was dirty junkie and in the same time it takes to click your fingers my mood sinks again.
    He doesn’t see me as a woman, only as a drug addict.
    “I heard a joke today, do you want to hear it?” he asks.
    “If that’s the one I told ya this morning, I’d keep ya fuckin’ mouth shut,” Oak spits at Ricky.
    “Why’s that?”
    “Cause I don’t think Pope will like it.”
    While I