The Secret's Out (Hawks MC: Caroline Springs Charter, #1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

“We find a place to stay. It’ll be late by the time we get there, and we’ll wait ‘til tomorrow. Catch Josie at her school, then try and catch the fuckheads gettin’ to her. After that, we deal with them.”
    Nodding, I said, “Sounds cool, but boss-man said we can stay at the compound in Caroline Springs.”
    He shook his head. “No, I want to stay close to the uni so we can get there early. I’m not sure of her schedule.”
    “I’ve got Nancy emailing it through to me,” I said.
    He sent a chin lift my way. “Good. Still, we’re staying close. Now, let’s move.” He kick-started his Harley and it roared to life with no trouble at all. Quickly, I placed my helmet and gloves on. As soon as I had my bike goin’, Pick rolled outta the compound parking area and I followed behind.
    The ride was over an hour and a half and fuck, it felt great. I hadn’t had the chance for anything other than working in boss’ business. I’d happen to have a lot more customers recently, since goddamn Mindy Calhoun walked into the shop and liked what she saw in me. She was a fuckin’ cougar. Even though she was hot for her age, there was no way I was stickin’ my dick in her. However, she’d sent all her cougar friends to the business and they’d all asked for me to service them. It was good for Talon’s business, but not for me. Fuckin’ loved my job, loved gettin’ my hands on shit to fix. What I didn’t love were the married whores who flirted, expectin’ to have a piece of my arse.
    That was never gonna happen.
    Christ, I may look the part of their wet dreams, with my blond hair, and blue eyes, but that was where it ended.
    Still, they tried and when they did, it didn’t fuckin’ look good.
    They’d wrap their bodies around me, touch me and fuck with me. So when my brothers saw it, they all thought I was dippin’ into their snatches.
    I swear even Pick thought it.
    He’d seen it one day when Mindy had unexpectedly turned up. Pick walked in at the wrong time when Mindy had grabbed my hand and led it to her soaking panties under her short skirt. He soon walked straight back out, so he hadn’t seen me push her away.
    Hell, I hadn’t been with anyone in a fuckin’ long time. My cock was aching for a sweet, tight hole, but all I gave it was my hand and images of two people.
    Motherfuckin’ Christ. I needed to change that. I needed to get laid or the next month or so was gonna be harder than I imagined.
    Shakin’ all thoughts from my head as we hit the city was best or else I’d end up as road kill and I couldn’t have that, not when I had some shitheads to deal with.
    Caden— dammit —Pick pulled up to a nice looking hotel. He slipped off his bike, pulled his helmet and gloves off and walked to the entrance. I wasn’t far behind, so I heard him ask, “Two rooms.”
    The receptionist smiled seductively up at him. He was a tall fucker. I hated the way she licked her lips. “I’m sorry, sir, we only have one room available.”
    Of fucking course they did.
    Shit.
    His hands clenched at his sides. “There another hotel around?” he asked.
    “Yes, but I presume they’re all booked as well. There’s a book signing going on at the moment. A lot of authors have travelled to Melbourne for it.”
    Fuck.
    “Fine,” Pick hissed through clenched teeth. “We’ll take the room.”
    The bitch licked her lips again. “I, um, if your friend wants to stay in the room, I have a spare room for you at my house.”
    Jesus. It was my turn to clench my hands into fists so I didn’t reach over the counter to slap the slut.
    Pick’s body tensed. “No. Just the room.”
    Take fuckin’ that, you stupid whore.
    She pouted. “I’m sure I could make your stay in Melbourne more...pleasurable.”
    Not being able to stop myself, I stepped up to the desk and growled, “Do you usually offer yourself up for customers? What would your boss think of that? I didn’t know hookers were branching out and working day shifts in