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“Raine with an ‘e’.” She emphasized with an ‘e’.
Figured she had to do that a lot.
“Raine with an ‘e’ huh. Cool name.” I nodded, then held out my hand to shake hers.
She giggled, then placed her hand in mine, and gave it a firm grip, no doubt her father was teaching her right.
After we shook hands, I got to work on my bike.
From the corner of my eye, I watched as she handed Storm the wrench he needed. Then she walked a few feet over to me, and then asked, “Yeah, I know right? Why do they call you Tank?”
Thankfully, I wasn’t slow and realized exactly what she was saying and asking.
Therefore, I stopped what I was doing, looked at her, then looked down at my body, then back at her, and quirked a brow.
She fucking giggled again, the sound was like a tinkling from a windchime, “Okay, yeah, I get it.”
I was hooked. She was the cutest thing ever.
Shaking my head, I got back to work, then I heard her father say, “And that’s a wrap on this part of it. Gonna go grab a beer.”
Raine was still at my side watching me work on mine when her father stood up along with her mother.
Storm held his hand out to Raine.
She looked at them, then at my bike, then back at me, then she asked, “Can I help you on your bike?”
Shrugging my shoulders I nodded to her parents, “Up to them.”
They looked at her, her dad’s eyes held nothing but pride, whereas her mom, well, I couldn’t make out what her eyes held, then her mom sighed, “You and bikes. I miss when you were little, you didn’t complain about dresses back then and you were into barbie dolls. Now it's bikes.”
But it was the way she said it, almost as if her daughter was a disappointment.
I knew how that felt. So, I didn’t complain when she stayed.
So, there I sat for the next two hours working on my bike while she asked a few questions but not many, and I was fucking floored when she handed me wrench after wrench without being asked what size.
And then further to my amazement when she saw the nut I was about to get out and handed me the socket before I ever asked for it.
I was grateful that I had grown up the way I had and recognized the little things.
Because it wasn’t the big things that make your life.
Far fucking from it.
Chapter 1
Raine Eight Years Old
I had sat on my bed that night with my eyes closed as I replayed everything that had happened that day.
Meeting a man. A man that blew all of the others out of the water. I know, I know, I’m only eight years old.
However, being allowed at club parties when they are tamed allowed me to see all sorts of people.
And out of all those people, I’ve never seen anyone like him.
He had dark black hair, and when the lights in the garage hit it, it looked blue. It was so cool. He had his hair in the traditional military style, and that was something that always got to me. I didn’t understand the men that have long hair, isn’t that a girl thing?
