clubhouse. I wanted to know what was going on with him. Why was he keeping his distance from me? Did he regret me coming there or was there more to it?
The cab pulled up to the gate of the clubhouse, and one of their newest members came walking up to the window. I remembered him from the funeral. I had only met him once before, but I could still remember his name, Otis. It reminded me of an old man sitting on his porch drinking moonshine. He was tall and muscular. To be honest, he was a little intimidating. His arms were covered in ink, and he had a fierce look on his face.
He leaned in and said, “You here to see Renegade?”
“Yes. Is he here?”
“He’s working on a bike in the garage. Just pull around back. I’ll let him know you’re coming.”
“Thanks.”
The cab pulled around to the back of the garage, and I climbed out and grabbed my wallet to pay him. Before I had a chance to pay, Renegade shoved a wad of cash in his hand. The guy thanked him and pulled away.
“What are you doing here? You should’ve called me. I would’ve sent Tessa or Courtney to come get you,” Renegade snapped.
“Why would you call them? I didn’t realize that they were going to be my babysitters all week long.”
“I’ve had a lot of shit going on. I’ve been working on this bike all week, and I haven’t had time to come by.”
“That’s bullshit, and you know it, Noah Hudson. You’re avoiding me, and I want to know why.”
Chapter 13
Renegade
Taylor caught me off guard today. I wasn’t expecting her to call me out on my shit, but there she was, expecting some kind of answer as to why I haven’t been around. How do I tell her that it’s impossible for me to be around her without thinking about all the ways I want to make her mine? Just hearing her call me Noah twists my heart in knots. I’ve been watching her while she sleeps for the past few nights, and it’s been the best part of my day. She doesn’t even know I’m there, but just being in the same room with her calms me. It’s getting harder for me to remember that I can’t have her. Now she was standing there looking sexy as hell with her hand on her hip and that little crinkle across her nose waiting for me to answer. To hell with it.
“You’re right. I’ve been trying to give you time to sort your shit. I figured you had a lot to think about, and I was giving you time to do it.”
“I’ve had more than enough time to sort through my shit . I did that the first day. I’m over it. Now, I’m bored out of my skull sitting in that house all day.”
“You think you can ride on my bike with your cast?”
“Sure, I think so. Why? What do you have in mind?” she asked sounding more than a little curious.
“You should know by now that I’m not telling you where we’re going. Let me go and get an extra helmet. My bike is parked around front.”
“Great. Can we drive over the bridge? I love looking at the water this time of year. The leaves are still so beautiful. They won’t be here much longer.”
“You got it.”
I went into the garage and told Sheppard that I would be back tomorrow to finish the bike. I grabbed Taylor a helmet and met her out front. She was already sitting on my bike when I reached her. Damn, she looked good sitting there.
“Let’s get this show on the road! I can’t wait to see where you’re taking me.”
“I’ll take it easy. If you get tired, or have a hard time holding on, let me know.”
“I’ll be fine.”
I decided to take her for a ride through the Land Between the Lakes. The Elk and Bison Prairie is a great place to go when the weather is nice. There are 700 acres where elk and bison have been reintroduced to the area. You can drive through the park and see them roaming around. The Homeplace is also close by. It’s a farm that shows what it was like to live in Tennessee in the 19 th century. I wasn’t sure if she’s a fan of history, but it’s really beautiful there this
The cab pulled up to the gate of the clubhouse, and one of their newest members came walking up to the window. I remembered him from the funeral. I had only met him once before, but I could still remember his name, Otis. It reminded me of an old man sitting on his porch drinking moonshine. He was tall and muscular. To be honest, he was a little intimidating. His arms were covered in ink, and he had a fierce look on his face.
He leaned in and said, “You here to see Renegade?”
“Yes. Is he here?”
“He’s working on a bike in the garage. Just pull around back. I’ll let him know you’re coming.”
“Thanks.”
The cab pulled around to the back of the garage, and I climbed out and grabbed my wallet to pay him. Before I had a chance to pay, Renegade shoved a wad of cash in his hand. The guy thanked him and pulled away.
“What are you doing here? You should’ve called me. I would’ve sent Tessa or Courtney to come get you,” Renegade snapped.
“Why would you call them? I didn’t realize that they were going to be my babysitters all week long.”
“I’ve had a lot of shit going on. I’ve been working on this bike all week, and I haven’t had time to come by.”
“That’s bullshit, and you know it, Noah Hudson. You’re avoiding me, and I want to know why.”
Chapter 13
Renegade
Taylor caught me off guard today. I wasn’t expecting her to call me out on my shit, but there she was, expecting some kind of answer as to why I haven’t been around. How do I tell her that it’s impossible for me to be around her without thinking about all the ways I want to make her mine? Just hearing her call me Noah twists my heart in knots. I’ve been watching her while she sleeps for the past few nights, and it’s been the best part of my day. She doesn’t even know I’m there, but just being in the same room with her calms me. It’s getting harder for me to remember that I can’t have her. Now she was standing there looking sexy as hell with her hand on her hip and that little crinkle across her nose waiting for me to answer. To hell with it.
“You’re right. I’ve been trying to give you time to sort your shit. I figured you had a lot to think about, and I was giving you time to do it.”
“I’ve had more than enough time to sort through my shit . I did that the first day. I’m over it. Now, I’m bored out of my skull sitting in that house all day.”
“You think you can ride on my bike with your cast?”
“Sure, I think so. Why? What do you have in mind?” she asked sounding more than a little curious.
“You should know by now that I’m not telling you where we’re going. Let me go and get an extra helmet. My bike is parked around front.”
“Great. Can we drive over the bridge? I love looking at the water this time of year. The leaves are still so beautiful. They won’t be here much longer.”
“You got it.”
I went into the garage and told Sheppard that I would be back tomorrow to finish the bike. I grabbed Taylor a helmet and met her out front. She was already sitting on my bike when I reached her. Damn, she looked good sitting there.
“Let’s get this show on the road! I can’t wait to see where you’re taking me.”
“I’ll take it easy. If you get tired, or have a hard time holding on, let me know.”
“I’ll be fine.”
I decided to take her for a ride through the Land Between the Lakes. The Elk and Bison Prairie is a great place to go when the weather is nice. There are 700 acres where elk and bison have been reintroduced to the area. You can drive through the park and see them roaming around. The Homeplace is also close by. It’s a farm that shows what it was like to live in Tennessee in the 19 th century. I wasn’t sure if she’s a fan of history, but it’s really beautiful there this
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