CHAINED: A Motorcycle Club Romance Read Online Free Page A
Author: Samantha Westlake
"Well, Jenna, I am definitely hungry for some breakfast. I think I'm going to make up a nice plate of scrambled eggs, maybe with some cheese in it, and some toast." She glanced around at Bucky, Cain, Tommy, and Selina. "I'm betting I'll be making plenty."
Cheery headed for the fridge, pulling out eggs and cheese. Appearing to focus solely on cooking, she began mixing together the eggs and some milk in a bowl, while she plopped a big pan onto the stove. When she glanced back at Jenna, a couple of minutes later, she saw that the girl's head was still down, propped on her arms - but through her hair, she was watching Cheery cook with keen interest.
Turning back to the stove, Cheery couldn't help grinning to herself a little bit. Whatever the girl had been through, she wasn't going to turn down some freshly cooked eggs.
Cain still looked confused, and Bucky started to open his mouth. But before either of them could speak, Cheery pointed at the other stools up against the kitchen's center island.
"Sit," she commanded. "No one's rushing off - we're all going to eat some nice breakfast together, and then you can go about your biker business, whatever you all are up to today. No talking back!"
And the men did as commanded, taking the other seats. Cain ended up next to Jenna. He didn't look at her. But when he wasn't looking, Jenna glanced over at him.
He wasn't wearing the boots, she saw. But this was the man who had spoken to her last night, before she passed out.
For just a moment, Jenna felt a new, unfamiliar emotion spark inside her, something other than the usual darkness and hopeless endurance, despair. She didn't recognize this new feeling, but for just a moment, it fluttered, and her shoulders rose ever so slightly from their hunched, cringing position.
Chapter five
Forty minutes later, Cheery watched with satisfaction as Jenna wolfed down the last of the scrambled eggs that she'd cooked. Tommy, Selina, and Bucky had already eaten their fill and ducked out of the kitchen, looking glad to be out of this unfamiliar situation. Only Cain remained, although his plate was empty. Every time the big biker started to rise up from his seat, Cheery would spear him with a glare, forcing him back down into his seat beside Jenna.
Once the first batch of eggs had been cooked, Cheery barely had time to put it on a plate in front of Jenna before the woman lunged forward, grabbing the plate and eating as though she hadn't tasted food in months. She'd even grabbed at the eggs with her bare hands before Cheery pulled out a fork and passed it over!
Two more plates of eggs had vanished into the mysterious woman since then, both plates consumed with just as much gusto as the first. After each plate, Jenna would look up wordlessly at Cheery, clearly hopeful that there would be more food following after that she'd already consumed.
After Jenna had finished this last plate, she finally sat back, her hands dropping down to rub at her stomach. She groaned, and then let out a little belch, startling everyone - including herself, it seemed.
"Sorry," she said reflexively, and then jumped a little, as she realized she'd spoken aloud.
"That's okay," Cheery jumped in quickly, before the moment could pass. "So, Jenna, are you feeling better now? Or is there something else you want, that you're hungry for?"
"I'm good." The words were quiet, barely audible even to Cain sitting right beside her, but she was speaking.
Cain looked as though he wanted to open his mouth, but the dyed blonde sent him another glare. Given that Cheery was still holding onto the frying pan, he wisely pulled his mouth shut once again.
Once she was sure that Cain wasn't about to ruin things, Cheery once again focused her attention on Jenna. "Now, Jenna, we have to ask," she said gently, leaning forward and making sure that she kept her eyes on Jenna's. "Do you remember how you got here?"
"I escaped." Once again, the thin woman was starting to shrink back on herself,
Cheery headed for the fridge, pulling out eggs and cheese. Appearing to focus solely on cooking, she began mixing together the eggs and some milk in a bowl, while she plopped a big pan onto the stove. When she glanced back at Jenna, a couple of minutes later, she saw that the girl's head was still down, propped on her arms - but through her hair, she was watching Cheery cook with keen interest.
Turning back to the stove, Cheery couldn't help grinning to herself a little bit. Whatever the girl had been through, she wasn't going to turn down some freshly cooked eggs.
Cain still looked confused, and Bucky started to open his mouth. But before either of them could speak, Cheery pointed at the other stools up against the kitchen's center island.
"Sit," she commanded. "No one's rushing off - we're all going to eat some nice breakfast together, and then you can go about your biker business, whatever you all are up to today. No talking back!"
And the men did as commanded, taking the other seats. Cain ended up next to Jenna. He didn't look at her. But when he wasn't looking, Jenna glanced over at him.
He wasn't wearing the boots, she saw. But this was the man who had spoken to her last night, before she passed out.
For just a moment, Jenna felt a new, unfamiliar emotion spark inside her, something other than the usual darkness and hopeless endurance, despair. She didn't recognize this new feeling, but for just a moment, it fluttered, and her shoulders rose ever so slightly from their hunched, cringing position.
Chapter five
Forty minutes later, Cheery watched with satisfaction as Jenna wolfed down the last of the scrambled eggs that she'd cooked. Tommy, Selina, and Bucky had already eaten their fill and ducked out of the kitchen, looking glad to be out of this unfamiliar situation. Only Cain remained, although his plate was empty. Every time the big biker started to rise up from his seat, Cheery would spear him with a glare, forcing him back down into his seat beside Jenna.
Once the first batch of eggs had been cooked, Cheery barely had time to put it on a plate in front of Jenna before the woman lunged forward, grabbing the plate and eating as though she hadn't tasted food in months. She'd even grabbed at the eggs with her bare hands before Cheery pulled out a fork and passed it over!
Two more plates of eggs had vanished into the mysterious woman since then, both plates consumed with just as much gusto as the first. After each plate, Jenna would look up wordlessly at Cheery, clearly hopeful that there would be more food following after that she'd already consumed.
After Jenna had finished this last plate, she finally sat back, her hands dropping down to rub at her stomach. She groaned, and then let out a little belch, startling everyone - including herself, it seemed.
"Sorry," she said reflexively, and then jumped a little, as she realized she'd spoken aloud.
"That's okay," Cheery jumped in quickly, before the moment could pass. "So, Jenna, are you feeling better now? Or is there something else you want, that you're hungry for?"
"I'm good." The words were quiet, barely audible even to Cain sitting right beside her, but she was speaking.
Cain looked as though he wanted to open his mouth, but the dyed blonde sent him another glare. Given that Cheery was still holding onto the frying pan, he wisely pulled his mouth shut once again.
Once she was sure that Cain wasn't about to ruin things, Cheery once again focused her attention on Jenna. "Now, Jenna, we have to ask," she said gently, leaning forward and making sure that she kept her eyes on Jenna's. "Do you remember how you got here?"
"I escaped." Once again, the thin woman was starting to shrink back on herself,
Readers choose
Holly McDonnell
Sophie Jordan
Portia Da Costa
Linda Hawley
Stephen King
C.J. Barry
Elise Hyatt
Rohn Federbush
Ginger Scott
Suzie Grant