Biker's Claim The Broken Angel is Mine (Cora and Jake) novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Gunner POV

“Take Cora home, no need for you to stay here, will keep you up to date of any changes, I will be following

bout an hour, after dinner, bringing the last of our possessions to your home, Strike has already had ip to the place and organised the bedroom, these last few things will be my office, and personal in storage, that I don’t want to be left here.” Oddball was giving me an out, and I am going to take it. I that Strike had been going back and forth, enjoying getting her room into a home. According to all, it was a temporary move until they found one that Strike liked, Still, I get the impression that I hear Strike talking, she looks to be staying at our home for her whole pregnancy, liking that Cora s close by if anything goes wrong, just like Bluey was for her at the clubhouse. Still, Strike prefers Cora’s entler approach to Bluey’s sparkling, active, assertive way. Yes, Bluey was fun most of the time, can come across as loud, and every bit a woman, if you know what I mean, when Cora does things quietly, believing your personal life is just that private and confidential. Even the children get the same treatment from Cora, where Bluey tries way too hard, and that might be the crux of the problem: trying too hard. Thinking she needed to be loud when dealing with large, muscular men to be taken seriously. We love her to bits, but you can see clearly the different approaches, and most are leaning more to Cora for advice than Bluey, because they prefer it kept quiet.

“Glad Strike was settling in, it gives you the breather you needed, especially with all that’s going on.” Oddball slapped me on the shoulder and pushed me towards the door. Message received loud and clear.

As I headed to Hacker’s office, the security room, I called Clara, as I didn’t have Sonya’s number, advising her to get some food ready, we would be there in half an hour. It wasn’t much, but it was a start, as I hunted for ways to help make life better for Cora.

Cora was starting to trust me more and more. I could see and feel it. It had been hard to get her to trust again. That family had done a huge mental number on her, and the revelation that her dad and stepbrother weren’t as she believed was another dent in her heart, thickening her armour. Something I didn’t need, not

had so many issues arise in a short time. I felt for Cora deep inside; she was a strong lady to come through all those challenges, and still smile, and be kind to others. It was in her nature to help others, wish she would leave being a nurse and do the other tasks that she enjoys too much, nursing can be a side job, maybe ask to be part–time. Give her a chance to do some more work with her father. He would love for her to come on board and learn his business. It’s not that family business; with his father still alive, he was still

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nd too bullheaded to let Demetri take over, or so I have heard. I don’t know

othered to look that one up, but I know his grandfather was a big

1. e. Good riddance if you ask me.

ered Hacker’s room; he didn’t look up from his computer.

a tired woman on my hands later, when I might need her.” on his left and saw it was trained on the camera outside his

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door which was how he knew who walked in.

“That’s what I came here for, time for dinner, Hacker, save what you are doing and go downstairs” I doubt Hacker will do as I suggested, I would hever order him away from his work unless it were an emergency. “Yeah, yeah, will in a minute“”

“I know your minutes, it’s the same as mine, just down the road. Don’t be here in an hour and say Give me another minute, I strongly urge you to go down now; that will give you a small break, clear your mind, and come back refreshed.” That got Hacker looking up at me, shocked at first, then smiling, nodding, turning back to his computer and starting to save what he had done, locking the computer and standing up, arching his back.

Cora was already up and ready to leave. I think she was a little surprised to see Hacker doing as i suggested.

The drive home was in comfortable silence; neither of us needed to fill the void. Cora was staring blankly out the windscreen, her mind elsewhere.

I was pleased that Clara did as I asked, and the food was on the way. After the meal, the two of us disappeared into her office. Cora inserted her thumb drive and got to work. I worked on my computer for a little bit, checking how the shop had gone with me being away, and checked the payroll that reeded my approval for payment tomorrow. Approved some parts that were on order and read emails from work and others. Nothing urgent was needed. Once the payroll and orders were done, I was free to do as I wished. What surprised me was that what I thought would be a small task took me three hours; I hardly noticed the time fly by. It was nearly midnight, too early for Cora to want to go to bed, unless I could convince her to come to bed for other reasons. It’s been a few days since we had time to ourselves and enough energy to enjoy some time together.

“Cora, would you like my help? I’m done for tonight. Or maybe stop what you are doing and give me some of your time?” I asked, having moved behind her, and was kissing her neck, breathing in her scent, nibbling her ear, massaging her shoulders.

“Hummmmm, you don’t play fair.” She turned her head to capture my hungry lips.

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I reached down and supported her neck, leaning in to deepen the kiss, then lifted Cora out of the chair, her legs wrapped around my waist. I lifted my head to find somewhere I could place Cora. We had a

three–seater lounge here by the corner, and I headed over. All the tables were full, and I didn’t want to

swipe them clean, in case I broke something important.

I laid Cora on the lounge, and reached for her shoes, removed them, and threw them to the side, reached for her jeans, slowly slid the zipper down, watching Cora’s face as I slowly undressed her. Cora’s eyes were lustful, and her lips pinched together, like she was trying not to make a sound.

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