Released: MC Secret Baby Romance (New Adult Contemporary Biker Romance)

by Casey Elliot

  “Please,” he begged. “Please give me another chance,” he said. Chloe looked at him and shook her head.

  “You’re gonna be late for your game,” she replied. She forced the door closed and locked it, leaning her head against it as she willed herself not to cry again. She waited for Evan’s shadow to disappear before going back to the couch, sighing.

  It frustrated her a little that, despite what he did to her, her heart was ready to go back into his arms as soon as she saw him.

  Her parents were right – love makes you stupid, after all.

  A few moments later, her cell phone rang and she saw that it was a text from Evan. She opened it, wincing at how immediate her reaction was, and read his message.

  Evan C: Please come to my game today.

  Evan C: Please.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Evan pushed his fingers through his hair, desperately searching for Chloe in the crowd. He had texted her an hour ago, asking her to come to his game, but he wasn’t sure if she was coming or not.

  He was going to make it up to her today, even if it was the last thing he’d do.

  He asked for his team’s help in putting his plan into motion and, although a few of them found it strange, they’d be willing to do this for Chloe. All of them agreed to help.

  He was about to lose hope that Chloe was coming to watch when he finally saw her standing by the entrance to the bleachers. He raised his hand high and waved at her, but she didn’t wave back, making him lose his confidence slightly. He steeled himself, put his helmet on, and joined the huddle.

  “Okay, guys. We’ve gotta play like there’s no tomorrow here, which I already know all of us are gonna do without me having to say it anyway. Seth, did you fix everything up with the cheer squad?” he asked one of the players who nodded.

  “They’ve locked Vanessa up in the janitor’s closet, so they’re all yours,” Seth answered.

  “Migs? The music?”

  “All setup, captain. I don’t know about the steps, though.”

  “It’s okay. All she’ll care about is the message after. Now, let’s go kill, gentlemen,” he said, clapping their hands once and going into position.

  They played like madmen out on the field, obliterating the other team from the opening kickoff. Evan felt bad that he commanded the team to crush their opponent’s spirits early in the game, but they had more pressing matters to attend to.

  Halftime arrived and, making sure that Chloe was still watching, he signaled for the music to play, and everyone immediately recognized the song.

  “All the single ladies, all the single ladies…” Beyoncé’s voice blared from the speakers.

  Chloe was completely gobsmacked as she watched Evan, the football team, and the cheer squad all dance to ‘Single Ladies’, complete with the iconic dance moves. The crowd started laughing and cheering for them, and she couldn’t believe that the popular kids were risking their reputations to be laughed at.

  They started to form letters in the field and, once the song reached its end, Chloe gasped as she read the message:

  I LOVE YOU CHLOE!

  There were murmurs in the crowd, all of them wondering and asking who Chloe was, and they stopped speaking once Evan broke out of formation and started climbing up the steps toward the bleachers. Chloe went down, meeting him halfway until they were standing in front of each other.

  Evan’s heart was beating fast and loud in his chest; he was scared it was going to burst out of his ribcage. He waited for Chloe to say something, his expression filled with hope, and Chloe moved closer to him, her violet orbs looking into his chocolate brown ones in amazement.

  “You humiliated yourself for me,” she finally said.

  Evan nodded.

  “You told everyone what you feel about me,” she added.

  He nodded again, not knowing where this was going.

  “And, now you’re here.”

  “And, now I’m here,” he repeated. He held her hand and pleaded once more. “Love me back. Please,” he begged.

  Chloe pretended to think about it before wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a sweet kiss.

  “I already do,” she murmured against his lips, and he smiled before he closed his eyes and deepened their kiss.

  And, when the game was over and Evan’s team won, the two of them went back to Chloe’s room and expressed just how much they loved each other.

  The End

  Bonus – Carter - Biker

  Chapter One

  Hailee McAdams typed up the revisions to her paper like a mad woman. She had already finished her thesis on the topic of using classical conditioning in gaining affection from the opposite sex, and her professor had applauded her for her quick work. Even the female students that she used as subjects for her thesis thanked her for her help in ‘bagging their guy,’ as they called it.

  She didn’t understand what the big deal was, though. It was literally a test of getting to know what a person is fond of, their likes and dislikes, and using those he likes as a sort of reward or offer. Isn’t that how getting to know a person is, basically? But if they’re that amazed by her work and willing to award her a high grade for it, then that’s fine by her.

  She typed the last word in and clicked ‘Save’ because she was paranoid like that before raising her hands over her head and stretching her back to get the creaks out. She took a look at the clock and was surprised to find that it was already half past ten in the evening. She’d been working non-stop on her revisions for about six hours now, and she hadn’t realized it. As if on cue, her stomach growled and reminded her that she hasn’t eaten anything since she woke up for class sixteen hours ago, and she’d only had cereal and a granola bar for breakfast.

  She got up from her seat to preheat one of those microwave mac n’ cheese boxes she bought with her measly allowance and caught a glance at herself in the mirror. She didn’t consider herself to be beautiful – just plain. Her glasses covered most of her eyes, so despite their rare shade of violet, no one actually took another shot at looking at them. Her brown hair was mousy and she didn’t take the time to fix herself up, so she mostly tied them in two braids going down her shoulders whenever she was at home, and in one braid whenever she went to class.

  Her usual style of clothing consisted of jeans and an oversized tee that sometimes had some prints of emo bands or quotes from books or movies. Not a lot of people understood her shirts, and she was fine with that.

  But sometimes, she’d find herself wishing that she was just like the rest of the girls here on campus – the ones that knew all the latest trends, had big, glamorous hair, and can walk around in four-inch heels with no problem.

  Her best friend, Meaghan, was such a girl, and she never had a problem getting dates. Hailee was usually the one who got a pity date, if there was anyone who was willing to pity her, at that. Being the DUFF (Designated Ugly Fat Friend) in the group sucked big time.

  “Well, at least I’m not failing,” she murmured. She was startled from her thoughts when three loud bangs sounded at her door. Her brows furrowed, and she opened the door a bit to check who it was, but then she was shoved out of the way and the door was pushed open fully.

  “Hey, Hail! Get dressed, we’re going out for drinks at this bar just a little out of town,” Meaghan said. Hailee adjusted her glasses as she looked at her best friend, and their two friends, Karen and Trish, all dolled up like they’re going to a club, and she winced.

  “I can’t. I’m still working on my paper,” Hailee said. Technically, she wasn’t lying. She really was working on her paper, but those were additions she could do in an hour tops. Meaghan’s eyes narrowed and Hailee could already tell her best friend knew she was lying.

  “I have it on good authority that you’d already finished your thesis like, weeks ago. Whatever refining on your paper can wait; let’s celebrate that, in three weeks from now, we are graduating!” Meaghan exclaimed, and Hailee shook her head.

  “I
still can’t go, Meg. I don’t exactly have any clothes that are fit for a drink at the bar, or a club, or anything even remotely sexy. If you take me, I’m just going to be the odd one out again,” Hailee said miserably, and the three friends looked at each other sadly before looking back at Hailee with determination.

  “Well, it’s a good thing I expected you to say that, because I brought another dress that I know would look amazing on you. Thank God we are the same size,” Meaghan said, taking out a little black dress from her bag.

  “And I brought my makeup,” Karen said.

  “And my hair curlers because your hair is a whole different part of the Amazon, and it needs to be tamed,” Trish added, raising a huge and very intimidating looking paper bag.

  Hailee gulped, her face going pale.

  She should have known her friends would be used to her excuses and would find a way to make sure she went with them. She opened her mouth to say no, but when all three pulled out their best damn puppy dog expressions, she merely sighed in resignation.

  “Darn puppy eyes always get me,” Hailee grumbled. Her friends smiled widely as they finally had a chance to play Barbie on their very nerdy friend.

  Chapter Two

  Hailee felt like her scalp was on fire from the number of tugs and pulls her friends did to her hair in order to turn it marvelous. They practically pushed her into the tub for a bath first, then proceeded to put her under extreme torture by lathering lots of cream and lotion on her body before performing their witching ritual. They worked their magic on her face and made her so beautiful that she almost didn’t recognize herself.

  “You are so beautiful, Hailee,” Trish gushed. Meaghan and Karen sighed as they looked at Hailee’s transformation.

  Hailee’s eyes widened as she looked at herself up close. Contrary to what she expected, she wasn’t wearing much makeup at all. She was wearing just the right amount to make her violet eyes pop, and her pink lips were vamped up with matte red. Her hair was curled and teased, and she looked incredible. She walked backward to check out her dress, and her eyes started blurring, reminding her of one important thing.

  “I can’t see,” Hailee said, and their brows furrowed. “I mean my glasses, I need my glasses,” she picked up her glasses from the table and put them on, making her three friends wince immediately.

  “No way. You cannot be wearing that,” Karen said, still wincing.

  “Don’t you have any contacts?” Meaghan asked, and Hailee shook her head.

  “I’ve never had a reason to since my glasses work fine, and contacts are irritating,” Hailee explained. Meaghan sighed.

  “Well, I guess you’re just gonna have to go blind tonight,” she said, and Hailee pouted.

  “Can’t I just wear my glasses? I mean, I look pretty enough already with all the work you guys put in,” Hailee said.

  “Exactly. We can’t ruin your look by having you wear those ginormous spectacles. It’ll be a waste,” Meaghan said.

  “But, I can’t go there without seeing anything!” Hailee said.

  “You’re near sighted, aren’t you? Then, don’t look anywhere far,” Karen said. Hailee sighed while rolling her eyes. They just didn’t understand.

  “Guys, come on. Hailee’s ready. We’re ready. Let’s go,” Trish said.

  Meaghan gave Hailee her arm. Hailee took it gratefully before taking a step and following the other two women out of her room and outside of the dorms. When all four of them piled into a cab, Hailee prayed that nothing bad would happen tonight, and that she gets home in time to do one more read-through for their exam tomorrow.

  Chapter Three

  Hailee did not expect a bar to be this crowded.

  It was more of a club than a bar with this amount of turnout, really. There were other girls in skimpy outfits grinding with other guys and girls on the dance floor. Rowdy guys in leather vests and jackets played and drank over by the pool table, and the place was really noisy. Hailee was worried that she might not be able to hear tomorrow’s lecture because of her busted eardrums when the night was over.

  Trish and Karen had separated from them to go get some drinks. That was fifteen minutes ago. When Hailee turned toward the bar, her two friends were already seated and flirting with a group of guys surrounding them. She shook her head as she watched them giggle at something one of the guys said before turning her head to look for her other best friend that left her to go to the bathroom.

  Hailee was growing more and more uncomfortable by the minute, and the booming club music wasn’t helping her nerves. She was standing stiff where the girls left and had apparently forgotten about her, and she didn’t know what to do. She could go to where Trish and Karen were, but she’d only be a bother, and that would make it awkward for everyone there. She could search for Meaghan, but with her eyesight, it would be a miracle if she found her.

  She shouldn’t have come to this place at all.

  “Excuse me, kitten, but are you alright?” a velvety male voice asked from behind her before she felt a hand hold her shoulder. Her spine tingled from the touch and she turned around. She had to tilt her head up because he was really tall, and she squinted to see his face clearly.

  Slowly, his face began to sharpen like a film when it’s developed. The image became clearer and clearer until she could see that his bottom lip was fuller than the upper lip. A five o’ clock shadow smattered in his angular jaw. His nose looked like it’s been broken a few times. His eyes were dark blue with green flecks around his pupils, and his brown hair was spiked up in a short faux-hawk. He…was…

  “…beautiful,” Hailee murmured, and the handsome stranger raised his eyebrows in surprise.

  Hailee’s eyes widened.

  ‘What have I just done?’ she thought.

  Chapter Four

  Carter Maxwell had a rough day.

  The package they were supposed to deliver was a bust, and then the boss railed on him because, apparently, it was his job to keep the green members in line; as if he didn’t have enough problems running the operations on his own.

  He took a swig of his beer as he leaned his back to the bar, his eyes scanning everyone who came and went through the door. He had spotted some newcomers earlier – four girls, and plenty attractive, too. It was the brunette in the simple black dress that caught his attention though, and he instantly thought that she’d be the woman who can take him home for the night. Or he’ll take her home – whichever way she wanted it. It didn’t matter to him where it happened, as long as before the night ended, he’d be coming out of this bar and inside of her.

  He scoped the girl the way a hunter would his prey. The longer he watched, the more he realized that she wasn’t used to the feel of a club, judging by how stiff she was and the semi-fearful way her eyes took in everything. He smirked when she raised her hand up and made a motion to push something between her eyes before automatically dropping them once she realized nothing was there.

  She really didn’t belong in a club. He wondered who brought her here and left her to fend for herself. It was a little sad.

  In the corner of his eye, he saw that he wasn’t the only man that noticed this beautiful, yet uncomfortable bombshell. There were three guys over by one of the small tables holding drinks and looking her over lecherously, and Carter frowned. They didn’t look like they were up to any good.

  In fact, Carter was sure they wanted to do the same thing he wanted to do to her, and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like it at all.

  So he did what any male at this point would do when he wanted a woman that other men were gunning for: he staked his claim.

  “Excuse me, kitten, but are you alright?” he asked, tapping her in the shoulder, as he walked up behind her. She jumped a bit before turning toward him, and Carter felt his heart skip a beat as soon as her dazzling violet eyes met his.

  God damn. She was even more beautiful up close, he thought, utterly awed by her.

  “Beautiful,” she said softly, and he was surprised bec
ause he’s heard a lot of women call him a lot of things – some of them were pretty horrible really – but never was he called ‘beautiful’ before. And, if anyone was beautiful in this equation, it was without a doubt her.

  He coughed and she seemed to have come back to her senses because she slapped both of her hands to her mouth, her eyes wide, and he chuckled at how endearing and adorable she looked.

  “Are you alright?” he repeated, and she nodded her head multiple times with her hands still covering her mouth. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. “I’m sorry to be blunt, but you’ve been standing here for about fifteen minutes now, and I’ve been wondering what you’re doing,” he continued, and she dropped her hands in shock.

  “Has it really been that long?” she asked, and he nodded. She bit her lip and looked at something in the corner of her eye, and he followed it, seeing two girls surrounded by men at the bar. It was the girls that came with her to the bar earlier.

  “Did they abandon you or something?” he asked.

  “Or something,” she replied before sighing. “Do you know where the restroom is?” she asked.

  Carter could still feel the guys from the table looking at them, so he nodded. “I’ll take you,” he said, putting his hand on her lower back, not giving her an option to reject his offer to escort her. He directed her toward the end of the opposite wall, and it looked like she was still looking around.

  Hailee scoured the heads bobbing around the club and gasped when she saw her best friend trying to push a guy away from her. Hailee quickened her pace and got to Meaghan before the guy got any ideas.

  “Hailee!” Meaghan cried in relief, clutching Hailee’s arm as they stared at the drunk guy.