Dragon's Lair (Wind Dragons MC #1)(3)

“Rake?” I ask, my brows furrowing in confusion. I watch as Dex lifts his head towards the side of the building. I follow his line of sight and see a man leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette. He walks over and stands next to Dex.

“So this is what the fuss is all about,” the man named Rake says, checking me out and not being subtle about it.

“I’m Rake,” he says, grinning at me. He’s a good looking man. Blond hair, curling around his face, green eyes, and a panty-dropping smile. He has a lip ring and an eyebrow ring—both suit him perfectly.

“Faye,” I say, managing a small smile.

“I have to drive your car home,” he says. “You owe me, Faye.” Another grin and then he’s off.

Dex sends Rake a look I can’t decipher, then turns to me.

“You okay?” he asks, scanning my face. His expression softens as he looks over me.

“Yeah. Thanks for asking,” I tell him, clearing my throat. He grunts in reply, closing the door and heading to the other side. When he pulls out of the car park, he turns to me.

“You know, I thought you were one of the good ones. I never thought you would do something like this, trying to keep me in the dark about my own kid.”

With that parting shot, which I feel deep in my bones, he drives me back to Perth.

Back home.

Back to where I am trying to escape from.

Back to where my child will have no future.





Chapter Two





Five months ago

“Another high distinction. Well done Faye,” my lecturer says, smiling down at me.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Are you ready for the mock trials next week?” he asks, referring to the mock courtroom cases we participate in as a part of this unit.

“I am. I can’t wait to get into the courtroom,” I tell him.

He smiles. “You’re going to be a great lawyer, Faye.”

“Thank you Sir. I’ll see you next week.”

I smile to myself as I leave uni to drive to my boyfriend Eric’s house. I’m halfway through my law degree, with only two years left. Eric is the same. We’ve been together since we were in grade nine, much to my mother’s dismay. My parents are big on caring what others think, and I’m a constant source of embarrassment for them. What they don’t know is that I’m one of the good ones. I don’t smoke, I don’t drink, and I’ve never touched drugs in my life. I’m studious and care about my future. Eric is ambitious as well, which is what I like about him. After we graduate, we are going to start our own law firm, get married, and buy a house. We have a plan, and we’re going to stick to it. I pull into his driveway and check my makeup in the rear view mirror. Wide hazel eyes stare back at me, lined in black kohl. My nose is straight and splattered with freckles, my lips plump and covered in pink gloss. Satisfied with my appearance, I slide out of the car and walk to his front door. The front door is unlocked, which isn’t unusual for Eric’s house, so I don’t think anything of it. His mother is social and is always having her friends over. I walk down the hall, checking my phone messages as I make my way to his room. My eyes are still on my phone as I enter, glancing up only when I hear a noise.

That’s the moment my life changed forever.

I stare in open mouthed shock as a naked Eric pounds into a woman from behind. They are both facing away from me, enjoying themselves at the same moment I’m finding it difficult to breathe.

My world collapses.

I’m a good girl. I’ve never cheated, never even held hands with another man. I’m not perfect by any means, but I know, I know, I don’t deserve this shit.

I open my mouth, and then close it. Shock overrides my system. Never once did I suspect something like this from him. Never.

Anger soon replaces my shock.

“You f*cking bastard!” I yell, taking two steps back, my hands on my face. Eric stills, then pulls away from the woman, turning to look at me with wide eyes. He starts shaking his head, as if he can’t believe this is happening.

I can’t believe this shit.

“Faye…” he says, reaching his arms out. For me? He has to be kidding. The woman rolls onto her back and sits up, pulling the sheet up. I gasp as I get a view of her face. Trisha. A friend of mine. In fact—one of my only female friends, at least that’s what I’d thought.

She breaks eye contact, as if ashamed. And she should be. I swallow, casting one last look at the man I thought I’d spend my life with.

“You two deserve each other,” I sneer, turning and running out of the house. I can hear Eric call out my name, desperation in his tone, but I couldn’t care less.

He’s dead to me.

*****

What does a girl do when she finds her boyfriend cheating on her? Well, after she’s cried herself sick for two days, she forces herself to get her ass out of bed. She plasters a smile on her face and reminds herself that people break up and relationships end every day. Life isn’t over. Change is good. Eric doesn’t deserve me, and things happen for a reason. Then she gets dressed up, paying special attention to her appearance, and goes out.

This is exactly what I did.

I don’t need Eric. Screw him.

What I need is a little fun.

There’s a bar I’ve seen but never been to. Knox’s Tavern, it’s called.