Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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“Aren’t you going into the house?”

Priss backed further away from the door. “Nope. I’m going to wait in the car until you come back.”

“I’ll pay you fifty bucks to get the burgers.”

She vigorously shook her head. “I’ll pass. Marty is worse than Larissa.”

There were already customers waiting outside Marty’s when he approached the restaurant. Eyeing them, he evaluated the chances of getting them to go inside and place an order for him.

Lucky made a face at him. “Save your breath. None of us are going to help you out.”

Not dissuaded, he made his pitch to the other people standing outside. “I’ll give you three hundred dollars to order my food for me.”

Beth, Nickel, and Evie all shook their heads.

“Sorry,” Beth apologized. “I’ve already ordered. Marty will know I’m ordering for someone else.”

Nickel wasn’t apologetic. “No. I didn’t even want to place my own order.”

Moon gave Evie a pleading look.

“Forget it. He knows I’m married to King. If he makes one more sarcastic comment about me coming to get his food, I’m going to shove him in the freezer.”

“Fuck,” Moon groaned, giving up.

He opened the door and warily went inside to walk toward the counter. The whole restaurant was empty. What used to be a bustling, fun place to sit around and shoot the shit had become like entering a lion’s den—you didn’t know if you would walk back out with all your limbs still attached.

Stopping at the counter, he waited for Marty to come out from the back.

The first time he had come here after Marty had taken over, he made the mistake of calling out for service. When he had left then, he swore to never come back. It was a promise he’d had every intention of keeping until Larissa went off the wall on his ass.

He had to wait several minutes before the huge man came lumbering out with his beef hands filled with sacks of food.

“What in the fuck do you want?”

Moon bit his tongue on what he wanted to say. “I want to place an order,” he replied politely.

“No shit.” Marty’s beady eyes stared at him. “What do you want to order?” he snapped, setting the bags down on the counter.

“Four deluxe sacks. One of the sacks is for Larissa; she likes extra pickles.”

“Go outside and wait. Takes about ten minutes. Tell the fuckers outside their food is ready.”

Moon nodded then hurried outside.

Everyone outside looked at him expectantly.

Vengefully, he didn’t mention their food was ready.

It was only when Beth asked fearfully if ten minutes had passed that he said something.

“He said all your orders are ready.”

He shrugged off their angry glares but started to worry if he had pissed Marty off by making him wait for them to come inside and get their orders.

He again ignored the furious glares coming from Beth, Evie, Nickel, and Lucky as they walked back out.

“Don’t bother asking me to switch shifts when you want me to,” Nickel told him as he passed by.

“I’m going to tell Razer that you’re the reason his hamburgers are cold,” Beth threatened.

Lucky stopped in front of him. “You know I’m going to pay you back.”

“Bring it on, brother.” Unconcerned, Moon crossed his arms over his chest.

Evie came up to him. “You’re not allowed in my restaurant anymore.”

His arms dropped at seeing how mad she was. “You’re kidding?”

“Try me,” she snarled. “I hope Larissa twists your dick into knots.”

“That’s a little harsh.”

Evie flipped him off before crossing the street.

Moon watched everyone leave, knowing he had earned a place on their shit list. Damn, maybe he should have given more thought about making them wait.

After exactly ten minutes, he walked inside and strode up to the counter. Waiting expectantly for Marty come out, he had to twiddle his thumbs until five minutes later.

From Marty’s expression, he knew one of the people outside had tattled on him.

Yeah, he had made a mistake. He was finally willing to admit that.

He handed Marty his credit card and picked up an ink pen, ready to sign his name and get the fuck out of the restaurant.

Marty’s gloating expression should have given him a clue when he handed him the receipt. Poising the ink pen over the signature line, he ran his eyes over the total. Then they flew upward at the amount billed.

“You charged me too much.”

Marty’s beady eyes narrowed on him. “The extra hundred is what it cost when you wasted my time.”

“That’s illegal,” Moon blustered.

“Nobody’s forcing you to sign it. I can donate the sacks to the police department. They won’t go to waste.”

His fingers shook as he swirled his name onto the receipt.

“You the one who knocked Larissa up?”

Moon started to ignore his question, but he didn’t want to chance Larissa not getting another craving for his food.

“I’m the father of her baby, yes,” he admitted through clenched teeth.


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