Forbidden (Motorcycle Club Romance): Trista and Blaze 1 (Fallen Idols Motorcycle Club) Read Online Free PDF Page A

and our eyes met for a brief second. Flashes of him pushing me up against the sedan he was working on, pulling off my clothes and chewing on my lower lip raced through my mind. He looked at me surprised. My secret was about to be out.
    But as I gazed into his eyes there was something about him that made me want to know more. Do more. Feel more. But the other part of me knew that he wasn't right for the club. You don't leave family, that’s just how it was. Sure, his mom had made the decision for him because he was little. But to only shown up now? Besides, he was older than me. He could've come to find us years ago, and he chose not to.
    No, it didn’t matter how amazingly sculpted his arms were, how piercing his eyes were, or how good he was in bed. There was something in his gaze that I just couldn't trust, no matter how much the rest of him turned me on.

SEVEN
    An hour later, the club was sitting around the thick oak table on the first floor of the MC. It was the only private room we had down here. Everything else –including a billiards room and a private apartment with three bedrooms, sat upstairs. Everyone sat relaxed in their respective seats, thinking that this was just a meeting about a prospect. The vote would be simple, and it was majority ruled. He would have to prospect for at least six months to a year before he would be fully vetted and allowed to patch in. My prospect days were almost two years before Rogue could convince the whole club that a female member wouldn't make us weak. I'd killed two guys by the time I was patched in. Weakness was not something I had. Cruz, our only current prospect, closed the door, and walked back out to the bar. He was just a baby, but he would patch in quickly as long as he could prove himself. He was Buck’s youngest, accustomed to the life. So far his skills hadn't been necessary, but today, we might need him to help with protection of the warehouse. We certainly needed more guys there.
    There were nine of us in all, but only three of us were what everyone else liked to call youngsters. MC was all about family, both blood and not. Some of us were related, sure, but we didn’t love them anymore than the others. We should have a few more guys, but prospects had been low the last few years. We had a nomad around for a little while, but he couldn't decide whether or not he wanted to stay. Last I heard, he joined some club in Texas. I had trouble trusting the nomads. I felt like their loyalty only lay with themselves.
    Rogue cleared his throat and banged the gavel, announcing the start of the meeting. “We got a couple matters to discuss today on the table. I’ll let Trista and Axel talk first.”
    I nodded. “I went down to the warehouse today to see how Axel and Ryder were making out. They reported two engines were stolen yesterday. We need more eyes on that warehouse. I think we should have security posted there round-the-clock. Because, whoever this was, they knew what the hell they were doing. Nobody saw anything.”
    Ace cursed under his breath. “Shit! Who the hell is comin’ in on our territory? Besides the Red Dragons, nobody even knows about that warehouse.”
    Rogue shook his head, “The Dragons wouldn’t do this. We've been partners for over a decade; they know better than to backstab us now.”
      Ryder chimed in. “You sure, boss? I mean, they've got some new young blood over there. Who knows where their loyalty is?”
    I spoke up. “I don't think it's the Dragons, because here's the other piece of news. Chen said two of our deliveries didn't make it to port last night, and he wasn't happy. I was surprised to find this out. Who was the drop-off last night?”
    Rogue sat up straighter in his chair. “Ace, Bones, weren’t you two on duty last night?”
    Bones looked down at the table, his dark, bald head reflecting the light. “No, man, I wasn't there.” He lifted his eyes up to Dad’s. “I was at the clinic last night.”
    That would be easy to