Down and Out (Hawks MC: Caroline Springs Charter Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Mum wants to take a trip with her friends, and she leaves in two weeks."
    Dodge threw up a hand, and said, "Then don't go for the job."
    "I've come to realise I need to, man. I'm becoming obsessed. If I don't do this, I'll be the hermit man not lettin' my kid outta my sight. Shit, just the other day I was looking up what it took to do homeschooling."
    Dodge burst out laughing. "The beard is helping people thinkin' you're a hermit." I gave him the finger. "If your job is a part-time one, I could get Willow to come up here for Koda?"
    "Nah, man. Thanks, but it's putting too many out. You can't tell me she'd come up without a guard or two since fuckface is still sniffing around. Plus, she has your two to take care of." Baxter Davis was a sick cunt. Not only did he have it out for Hawks, he was into selling women against their will. He tried it with Willow, but she escaped her cousin who was gonna sell her to Baxter. Thank fuck because, no doubt, the owner Baxter would have found for Low would have been just as fucked-up as the man in charge.
    "Then come back to Caroline Springs. Between all the old ladies, we can help out."
    Shaking my head, I said, "Not ready for it, brother."
    "Why?"
    "I can't explain it, but I feel I need to stay here longer."
    "Everyone's missin' ya back home."
    "Aw, you wanna cuddle later?"
    "Yeah, I kinda do. But only if you play with my hair while we nap."
    Laughter left my throat. "Fuck, it's good to see you." Dodge and I had been lucky enough to find our places right next door to each other when we’d moved to Caroline Springs. I'd come to Hawks a year after he had, and since then, we'd been stuck like glue. Some days I was sure he wished it wasn't the case, but hell, he wasn't gettin' rid of me. Since being away, I'd found the phone calls hadn't been enough. It'd been too long to see his ugly mug, but he'd had shit with work happening. I'd seen Simone's parents a few times. They'd been up to visit, and Koda adored the attention from them. It was like he remembered them from the hospital or he knew somehow that they were his mum's 'rents.
    "Same here, brother." He grinned and took a pull from his bottle while I grabbed my phone from my pocket to check if Mum had called and I'd missed it. "You wanna call her?"
    A snort left me. "Nope, she'd complain about what a pussy I was being."
    Dodge chuckled. "So what's the plan then, when your Mum goes?"
    "She put an ad in the local paper today for a nanny. They'll probably start calling tomorrow. I'll interview them, but fuck, it's gonna be hard to trust someone new."
    "Just make sure to have Koda around. Kids usually can sense shit about new people. If he doesn't like them, then they don't get the job."
    "Yeah, good idea," I muttered, looking at my phone again.
    The bar door opened, and everyone turned that way. Pick and Billy had arrived. Their gaze zoned in on us straight away. Without looking elsewhere, they made their way to our booth. Pick sat next to Dodge and I shifted over for Billy to sit next to me.
    Both offered a smile and chin lift to me. "Good to see you, brother," Pick said, his hand reaching over the table for me to shake. As I let go, Billy placed his hand on my back and hit it twice.
    "Been too long, fucker." He grinned.
    "Yeah, it has, but hands off, dude. I don't want Pick beating the shit outta me," I teased. I loved giving them shit, not that they cared, and Billy's response showed that.
    "Nah, brother. All good. I gave him head on the way here. He's in a mellow mood."
    Choking on my sip of beer, I coughed. Pick smirked and Billy let out a full belly laugh. Shaking my head, I rasped, "Fuck, man. TMI, brother. TM-fucking-I."
    "Anyway, how's Koda?" Billy asked.
    "Good." I smiled. "Real good. Was worried after he was a preemie, but not a problem at all."
    "That's fuckin' great, Dive. Happy for ya," Pick noted.
    Nodding, I said, "Thanks."
    Billy turned to Dodge and asked, "You told him yet?"
    "Nope," he shot back and then took a pull on his