White Lies (Blood Brothers MC Book 1) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Amy Love
his eyes. But this worked. His cock told her everything that she needed to know. Pulsing in her mound, she smiled and felt a surge of victory flooding through her veins. Now he couldn’t resist her, and she liked that. She wanted him to remember even after her body writhed and screamed and came to rest in his arms.
***
Maybe she shouldn’t have wanted it so much. Knowing her had only made things worse for him. For both of them.
***
“Hello, Nurse.”
It was Noel. Kane had always assured her that he was a good guy. Noel had literally saved him from the gutter and set him on a new track. It was a dangerous path, but at least he didn’t have to walk it alone.
“Noel,” she said. “Hi, what’s up?”
It was supposed to be Jeremy. That’s what Kane had said. He would be the one to truly check in and see that she wanted for nothing during his incarceration. And she had seen him. Peering through car windows, trailing her on her way back and forth from work. But he never spoke a single word to her face.
“Can I come in, Angeline?”
Noel had also made a point of looking in on her. Really looking in. It was always late at night, when her father tried to dream his injury away. Noel would phone and tell Angeline that Kane was holding up. When he said that, she smiled, grateful for the news. But she couldn’t help but miss the sight of him, the sound of his voice.
But at least he was alright. That was everything.
“Sure,” she said. “Please.”
Like a nervous child, Noel twirled his hands before his chest as Angeline reached for a glass.
“You want some water, or…”
She stopped when she saw a darkness pour over his eyes. He had something to tell her. Something that she didn’t want to hear. But Kane had to still be alright. Anything else would…
“Noel?” she asked, clutching the glass in her hands.
Noel sighed as he sat in her father’s chair.
“Honey, it’s not good.”
She gripped the glass tighter as her entire body tensed.
“What is it?” she asked.
Noel sadly shook his head.
“Shouldn’t have happened to a guy like him,” Noel said. “Prime time. Landing a girl like you. It’s just not—”
Angeline lost the glass. It crashed to the floor in an explosion of shards, and Noel winced as they shot close to his feet.
“Angel!”
No one but Kane called her that. Was allowed to call her that. Stepping across the glass, she rushed towards him with trembling fists.
“Where is he?” she demanded as she lashed out at him. “I want to see him. I—”
“No you don’t,” Noel said. “Not like that.”
Not like what? Was he dead? Because he had gone to the mat for her? Angeline’s entire body wilted around the possibility.
“No…”
She should have gone to the prison. Seen him one last time. Even behind bars, he would still breathe, smile, reach for her. Now she could only see him in the space of a courtroom, led away in handcuffs. How she wished that her last picture him was not the image of him being taken away.
“He’s dead,” Angeline croaked. “Oh my god.”
Noel rose from his chair and pulled her closer.
“Angeline, there was a fight.”
A fight? Okay. That was nothing. Kane could battle through anything. So why was Noel…?
“Real messy,” he continued. “Seems like someone got the jump on him and….”
And?
“And what?” Angeline demanded. “Is he alive? Where—?”
“Just listen to me.”
She bristled under Noel’s touch but was suddenly too weak to fight back as he lowered her to the chair. Noel took her hands in his and spoke softly.
“Kane was knocked out cold,” Noel said. “They say… Well…”
Blinking back his own tears, Noel sighed.
“Noel?” she pleaded. “Please just tell me.”
He took a deep breath before her continued.
“It’s like this,” he
***
Maybe she shouldn’t have wanted it so much. Knowing her had only made things worse for him. For both of them.
***
“Hello, Nurse.”
It was Noel. Kane had always assured her that he was a good guy. Noel had literally saved him from the gutter and set him on a new track. It was a dangerous path, but at least he didn’t have to walk it alone.
“Noel,” she said. “Hi, what’s up?”
It was supposed to be Jeremy. That’s what Kane had said. He would be the one to truly check in and see that she wanted for nothing during his incarceration. And she had seen him. Peering through car windows, trailing her on her way back and forth from work. But he never spoke a single word to her face.
“Can I come in, Angeline?”
Noel had also made a point of looking in on her. Really looking in. It was always late at night, when her father tried to dream his injury away. Noel would phone and tell Angeline that Kane was holding up. When he said that, she smiled, grateful for the news. But she couldn’t help but miss the sight of him, the sound of his voice.
But at least he was alright. That was everything.
“Sure,” she said. “Please.”
Like a nervous child, Noel twirled his hands before his chest as Angeline reached for a glass.
“You want some water, or…”
She stopped when she saw a darkness pour over his eyes. He had something to tell her. Something that she didn’t want to hear. But Kane had to still be alright. Anything else would…
“Noel?” she asked, clutching the glass in her hands.
Noel sighed as he sat in her father’s chair.
“Honey, it’s not good.”
She gripped the glass tighter as her entire body tensed.
“What is it?” she asked.
Noel sadly shook his head.
“Shouldn’t have happened to a guy like him,” Noel said. “Prime time. Landing a girl like you. It’s just not—”
Angeline lost the glass. It crashed to the floor in an explosion of shards, and Noel winced as they shot close to his feet.
“Angel!”
No one but Kane called her that. Was allowed to call her that. Stepping across the glass, she rushed towards him with trembling fists.
“Where is he?” she demanded as she lashed out at him. “I want to see him. I—”
“No you don’t,” Noel said. “Not like that.”
Not like what? Was he dead? Because he had gone to the mat for her? Angeline’s entire body wilted around the possibility.
“No…”
She should have gone to the prison. Seen him one last time. Even behind bars, he would still breathe, smile, reach for her. Now she could only see him in the space of a courtroom, led away in handcuffs. How she wished that her last picture him was not the image of him being taken away.
“He’s dead,” Angeline croaked. “Oh my god.”
Noel rose from his chair and pulled her closer.
“Angeline, there was a fight.”
A fight? Okay. That was nothing. Kane could battle through anything. So why was Noel…?
“Real messy,” he continued. “Seems like someone got the jump on him and….”
And?
“And what?” Angeline demanded. “Is he alive? Where—?”
“Just listen to me.”
She bristled under Noel’s touch but was suddenly too weak to fight back as he lowered her to the chair. Noel took her hands in his and spoke softly.
“Kane was knocked out cold,” Noel said. “They say… Well…”
Blinking back his own tears, Noel sighed.
“Noel?” she pleaded. “Please just tell me.”
He took a deep breath before her continued.
“It’s like this,” he
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