Pulling His Trigger (Ghost Riders MC #4)(2)

“Got it, Cas.” She calls me by my club name, Cas, Casper the not-so-friendly ghost, and it makes me smile. I’ve had the name since the day I met my brothers. Saved their asses as I sat up on a hill, popping enemies off one by one, protecting the platoon. I had a knack for doing that for them.

Normally, Violet calls me MacKenzie, like the rest of her family.

“All right. Let’s go.”

We both take off, and I make sure my strides match hers, following her around the lake, then up the high hill that sits way off to the side of the property. She glances down at her watch, checking her heart rate. She must be satisfied as her strides pick up a beat, making me bite back a smile.

When we get to the top, she stops and drops. This time I don’t follow her. I stand on watch. She caught it. She was too open for her target. If it was alive she’d have been noticed. She hits the ground, crawling a good four feet, getting better ground as she brings the rifle up. It doesn’t take her a second to fire her shot. She hits the target, which is a good mile out, and I see hay explode at the impact. I reach into my cargo pants and pull out my binoculars. I smile at what I see.

“Fucking perfect.”





Chapter Two





Vincent




I felt Mac get out of bed and sneak out of the house. She thinks she’s fooling me, so I let her.

We’ve been together months, but I knew her from day one. Knew inside and out she was the one for me. My dad did the same thing with my mom. One look and he was gone, just like I was the day I saw Mac’s picture. That was all it took for her to become my whole world.

So her thinking she can sneak out of bed without waking me up is a joke. I know every inch of her skin. I know every scar on her body. There’s nothing about her that I don’t know or don’t notice, but I let her have the space she needs.

I know she’s pregnant. I’m just waiting on her to be ready to tell me. I also know she’s training my sister Violet to take her place temporarily. I’d love to talk her out of it, but I know my woman, and I know that’s not happening. What I can do is love her, and I’ll do that until the end of time.

Rolling over, I get out of bed and pull on some clothes. I moved into Mac’s house after about a day of our knowing one another, but it was the right decision. She’s it for me, so why would I waste time? We would have been dragging it out if I hadn’t, because no f*cking way was I going to deprive myself of being wrapped around her each night.

She doesn’t know it, but I bought us a house two months ago when I found out she was pregnant. I think I knew before she did. I know how her body moves, and I could tell you the location of each freckle on her body. So I knew when her breasts got a little bigger and her belly was a bit softer that my baby was in her. I thought maybe I had convinced myself, as seeing her with my child was what I desperately wanted, but as time went on, I knew I was right.

The house I got us is still close to the clubhouse, and even close to her brother Savage and his wife, Julie. They’ve got two little ones, and it will be nice to have them close. It’s also close to a couple of my sisters, who I know will be all over Mac when they find out. She’ll hate it at first, but she’ll be happy to have the support. I know her, and she just needs time to get it straight in her mind and heart before she can say it out loud.

I get in my car and head over to the new house to check on the progress. I’ve had some guys out here doing some work on the place so that it’s perfect when Mac sees it for the first time. The house is new construction, but I wanted just a few changes to make it feel more like ours.

Walking down the hall, I check on the baby’s room. It was painted a pale green last week, and then I came in and assembled the crib. That only took about five hours, but Mac was training Violet so she wasn’t too worried about where I was. I look over the last of the furniture that was delivered and make sure it’s all ready to go. We’ve still got a while before the baby is here, but better to be prepared than not.

Everything else in the house looks great, so I lock up and head over to the clubhouse. When I get to the gate, I punch in my code and it swings open.

The Ghost Riders’ motorcycle clubhouse is nothing like you’d imagine. The long driveway is lined with trees and ends at a beautiful old home. It’s been kept up and renovated by the club president, Lucias. When I get to the house, I see Knox and Savage standing outside and looking at their bikes. I wave to them as I park my car and get out, heading towards the range. I’m sure Mac is finishing up on the other side of the property with the paintball ranges she’s setting up, so I’ll just wait for her in the armory.

On my way in, I see Lucias and his girl, Izzy, making their way out, smiles on their faces.

“Hey.” I smile tightly at Izzy, not yet over the fact that she accidentally shot MacKenzie. I know it was an accident, but I’m just not there yet.

“Hey, Vincent. You here to see your woman?”

I reach my hand out to Lucias, shaking his and nodding.

“Yep. She’s on her way. I’ll just wait for her in the range. You guys get some rounds in?”

I look at Izzy, raising an eyebrow, and I can see the blush hit her cheeks as she looks away.

“Something like that,” she mumbles.

“Thought she could use a few lessons,” Lucias says, clearing his throat. “Never a bad idea.”