Fudge's Sprite: (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC Book 4) Read Online Free PDF Page B

has now slowed down. The soothing rub of his hand against my thigh, hypnotic.
    “I thought you wanted to talk?”
    “I do.”
    “Well?”
    “Shush. Don’t spoil it.”
    “Nick?”
    “My Papa died just before I left Comfort Springs.”
    This piece of news surprises me. I don’t know why, but I had never given any thought about Nick’s parentage.
    “I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t be. He was a first class bastard, who murdered Ma Mere.”
    Nick’s hold tightens, as his memories take him to a dark place.
    “Ma Mere should never have married him. She should have screwed him, then move on.”
    “Nick!”
    Nick’s soft chuckle, sent a tingle through my ear, as his mouth rested against my lobe.
    “Ellie.”
    Annoyed at his teasing, I struggle to loosen Nick’s hold, but it only becomes tighter, squeezing the air out of my body.
    “Listen, Ellie. I didn’t have a great childhood. I’ve lost count of how many times, Ma Papa came home and took his frustration out on Ma Mere and me. And it wasn’t helped by Grand-mere. She’d rub salt into the wound and didn’t care who was hurt in the process. After Ma Mere’s death, and Papa went to jail, I was placed in Grand-Mere’s care.”
    The last part, was delivered with a snort.
    “Care. Ellie, she didn’t know a thing about care. If I did something wrong, she’d lock me in a cupboard in a cellar. Sometimes, it was only for five minutes. Then there were times, it would last for days.”
    Again, Nick goes quiet, lost in his dark memories. His heart, has picked up its rapid beating again, and his breathing has become shallow.
    “Shush. You don’t have to tell me anymore. Not yet anyway.”
    “If I don’t tell it, to you tonight Ellie, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to tell you the rest.”
    For the next hour Nick told me all about his childhood. About the beatings and abuse he took at the hands of his father and grandmother. As I listened to him, I understood why he never spoke of his family. I knew abuse went on. But to me, it happened to other people. And not to the people I knew. Just thinking, of what he had endured makes me wonder, why they would do something like this. If anyone was to hurt my two babies, I’d kill them. There wouldn’t be any hesitation.
    Nick may be over six feet now, and able to defend himself, but as a child he would have been defenseless. The early morning air was chilly. When I went to stand up, Nick let me go. His caramel eyes never leaving my face.
    “Are you coming in?”
    “Not to night.”
    “Are you going to disappear again?”
    I love the sound of Nick’s laughter, it is light and musical and makes my toes tingle.
    “Not this time. If I did, I think Inferno and the brothers will kill me. But, I will be away for a few days. When we get back. We’re having a cookout. Why don’t you and the kids come with me?”
    I am left speechless at Nick’s request. Tonight, he told me the horrors of his childhood, and now he was asking me, to one of Devil’s Comforts parties, along with the children.
    “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”
    “Ellie, come on. Give me a break. It’ll be fun.”
    Puppy dog eyes, look up at me, pleadingly, while he gently swings my hand in his and my heart flips.
    “Okay, we’ll go.”
    “Does that mean you’ll cancel your weekend away?”
    I don’t know how Nick had found out about the weekend. Nor do I know, what gives him the right to ask me to cancel. Certainly, he has just asked me out. Suspicion has me questioning Nick, and his motives for asking me to the cookout.
    “Nick, I’ll come to the club’s picnic, but I’m still going away with the girls.”
    Time stood, as I held my breath and waited. Nick’s eyes closed, and his reply, appears to be a little offended.
    “Okay. The guys and I will back late Sunday. If I get a chance, I’ll pop round, if that’s fine with you.”
    After taking my lips in another lingering kiss, Nick leaves me standing in the garden. Bemused by his