Kevlar To My Vest Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Heroes of Dixie Wardens MC #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 82282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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Although today should prove interesting since I was doing it at the school that Viddy and Adeline worked at.

Recently, the two schools had combined.

Benton High and West Benton High had finally pulled their heads out of their asses and combined the two schools. It was ridiculous that they had two in the first place. Benton had a population of 15,000. It was ridiculous to have two graduating classes of sixty and sixty-two consecutively.

What that meant now, though, was that Viddy and Adeline, her sister, now worked in the same school. Which they loved.

I was happy because Viddy was happy.

Why?

Because I was a love sick fool. I was so beyond in love with that woman that I could barely handle it. I’d been debating for months now on what to do. What stopped me was the fact that she didn’t make a move.

If she’d even given me one hint that she wanted me, I’d have said fuck the boyfriend and went for it. But she was nothing but friendly with me, which sucked.

I’d never had a problem getting a girl that I wanted. Never.

Then that five foot five, black haired beauty walked into my life, and I’d had nothing but problems ever since.

Fuck, but I even had to picture Viddy, when I fucked other girls, to get off. Now that was embarrassing. At least I hadn’t called out her name, even though I’d roared it in my head.

The last thing I picked up before I left the room was my cell phone, which I clipped onto the last spot open on my belt, at my right kidney, and left the room.

I stopped at Mocha and Tequila’s kennels, whistled one sharp burst of sound, and stood to the side as Tequila and Mocha ran full tilt to their cages.

Since they were only just now six months, there was no way I was leaving two puppies alone in my house with all the furniture I’d just bought.

I’d learned my lesson with Radar. Luckily, I’d planned on tearing that particular wall out anyway.

“Alright Radar, let’s ride.” I said as I grabbed my keys off the kitchen table.

Just as I reached the door, I turned and gave Kosher a scratch on the head before I armed the alarm and left through the front door, Radar close on my heels.

It was a bittersweet moment.

This would be the last time I took Radar out on his own for a shift. Next week started a new chapter in our life.

Hopefully, that chapter would mean good things.

Chapter 2

Watch out, I’m about to release my bitch.

-Viddy to Leona

Viddy

“What’s going on?” I asked Leona.

Leona answered me quickly, all the while eavesdropping on the happenings of the commotion in the hallway.

Leona was my teacher’s aide. She was twenty-two, and set to graduate with her degree in ASL, American Sign Language, at the end of the year.

When we returned from summer break, she would be joining my team helping teach the kids that needed special education in the Benton school system.

I was the lead teacher of the special education department.

I was also clearly disliked by the ladies of Benton High. They were not happy when the two schools merged. They were severely annoyed by the fact that I, just a measly lead teacher from West Benton High, got the job, and not the lead teacher of Benton High, Sandra.

Sandra, of course, hated me before she even met me.

She also had no problem letting everybody know it.

Since I was the one with the most experience, as well as education, I was the obvious choice for the job. Sadly, Sandra didn’t care. I knew she thought I wasn’t fit for the duty due to my disability, but I’d never let my blindness stop me, and sure as hell wouldn’t let it stop me now. Especially when so many people wanted me to fail.

“They’re searching the lockers with a K-9 officer. Looks like they found something.” Leona said.

I loved Leona. She was inherently curious, and reminded me of my sister, Adeline.

Of course, as soon as I’d introduced the two of them, Leona had fit in perfectly. We now had annual movie nights every other Thursday night where we splurged on pizza and beer and watched True Blood and The Game of Thrones re-runs.

Adeline didn’t join us as much as she’d want to since she was thirteen months pregnant with a beast of a baby. Her husband, Kettle, didn’t like her going out. He’d rather us come over there, but it defeated the purpose since it was supposed to be a girl’s night. Kettle hovered when he wasn’t working.

“Whose locker is it?” I asked.

I was getting down to the finishing touches on my final report of the day, hurrying to finish before I left for the day.

Once I was done, I had the JAWS program re-read it to me to make sure I didn’t have any misspellings, and then saved it to put in the student’s file.

“I swear I don’t know how you type that fast. Shouldn’t I be able to-Oh, no! They found something in Falco’s locker. Oh, no.”

I hadn’t realized I was out of my chair and out in the hallway until I’d already walked half the length. My cane was out in front of me, leading the way.

Falco Pendragon, a senior, was one of my favorite students. He wasn’t in special education, but his little brother, Dustin, was. Dustin had CVI, just like I did. I’d met Falco when Dustin, a freshman, had started earlier in the year.

Falco was protective of his little brother, and occasionally he’d slip in before going home or on bathroom breaks, just to check on Dustin.

He was a good brother, and young man. There was no way on God’s green earth that he would have drugs in his locker. He abhorred them and everything they stood for.

“Whose locker is this?” Trance’s deep melodious voice asked.

God, the man really did it for me.

Too bad he’d never give the poor blind woman the time of day.

“Locker 343 belongs to...Falco Pendragon. Hmm. I never would’ve suspected him of that.”


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