Women Motorcycles

An essay from Things I've Learned From the Women Who've Dumped Me.

Violence has dogged me all my life. An asshat father, a cruel foster home. Seems I’m following the same path. Only worse. I lost someone, and it hurt me bad. Drugs and street crime were all I knew. But that all ended the day I got patched. We owned Hardale, CA. It was our town. Until that firefight with the Cobras. Now, we’re laying low…or supposed to be. But a cute waitress soon changes all that. She’s beautiful, though I can't get involved. Risking my brothers is the last thing I want. Our lives are poles apart. But I want her in my bed.

When I joined the force after coming back from the sandbox, I didn't expect my day-to-day life would be anything but routine. It wasn't. I was barely more than a rookie when I was tapped to go undercover with some biker gang made up of other veterans...the "Boneyard Brotherhood" they called themselves. While my partner, Tara, posed as my "pretend girlfriend", we were tasked with finding evidence the sheriff could use to convict the members. It seemed easy enough. It wasn't though. Things soon got complicated, both at the Boneyard and between Tara and me.

Saint: They call me Saint. But I'm not one. I've always lived life by my rules and my own moral code. What I did may have put me behind bars, but I don't regret it. At least not until I met her. She's the one. And my past is the one thing that may destroy our future. Cat: The MC found me. They gave me a job and I'm under their protection. But right when I start to feel safe again is when I find out there's nothing that can protect my heart.