for a man who'd go out of his way to flirt with her.
Glancing over at him, she found him standing with his MC brothers, still looking at her. She smiled, knowing he probably couldn't see the excitement making her jittery.
She pedaled away, humming under her breath. Day. Officially. Made.
Chapter Twenty Six
"I wish I could live here." Trina, sitting beside Zach, leaned against his arm. "Your mom is so nice."
"School starts next week. We can see each other every day, and I don't think mom will care if we hang around town after school until she's off work," said Zach.
"Yeah, but I still have to go home." Trina groaned. "My dad's a...freak. He scares me."
Sitting in the living room near the open window, Bonnie heard the conversation and wanted to rush outside and ask Trina to tell her what Speeder had done to her.
She shook, fearing the worst. Not wanting to scare Trina by overreacting, she tried to calm down.
The rumble of a motorcycle approached the house. Unable to sit still any longer, Bonnie went out on the porch. Teenagers exaggerated all the time. Any time she grounded Zach or Kenny, they acted as if she'd ruined their life.
She understood Trina and Speeder were new to the father/daughter relationship, and Trina had lost her mom. That was a lot of changes for anyone, no matter the age, to go through.
But she couldn't be too careful when it came to a child's cry for help.
"Are you excited for school, Trina?" she asked, eyeing the driveway for the sight of Speeder.
Trina pulled her backpack closer and put the bag on her lap, hugging it to her chest. "A little."
"Well, if you need any help getting school supplies or clothes, let me know. I'd be happy to help you." She looked at her boys. "Though I'm not sure what kind of help I'll be, because Zach and Kenny think fashion includes wearing band T-shirts and new jeans. But it would be fun to shop for girl things."
"Okay." Trina forced a smile. "Thanks, Ms. Durham-Murphy."
She laughed. "Just call me Bonnie."
Trina's shoulders relaxed, and a natural smile came to her face. She wished there were more she could do for the girl. As soon as she could, she would interrogate Zach and get more of the story about why Trina feared her dad.
Speeder pulled up. Bonnie squinted, studying the man closer, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Thanks for having me over." Trina jumped up and ran across the yard, climbing behind her dad with her pack in place on her back.
Bonnie shielded her eyes with her hand, cutting the glare from the setting sun. Speeder lifted his hand. She waved back. Then, she watched them leave.
Zach moved around her to go back into the house, and Bonnie grabbed his shirt, stopping him.
"Kenny, go set the table, please." She waited until her youngest son was gone and motioned for Zach to sit on the porch.
"Am I in trouble?"
"Nope." She sat beside her son and looped her arm over his growing shoulders. "I overheard Trina speaking about her dad. I know she's had a rough time moving here and living with a dad, but I'm concerned. She sounded like she's scared to live with him."
Zach shrugged. "He's weird."
"Well, aren't all grownups?"
"He's different." Zach picked at the wood on the step. "She says he's got like... bionic powers."
"Hm." Surprised because she'd expected something different. "Do you know what she meant?"
"She spies on him when he's in the gym behind their house and claims he can lift heavy weights and run faster than anyone."
Bonnie excused those exaggerations as Trina having lived alone with her mom all those years. Trina probably hadn't seen the strength of a grown man. As she was learning, the Avery Falls Motorcycle Club members were in great shape. They were all physically fit and obviously pumped weights.
"He can hear her," said Zach.
She swallowed. "What do you mean?"
"She started thinking it was all in her head, but she's gone outside and whispered 'help' while her dad is in the house. He ran outside looking for her." Zach looked at his mom. "I thought she was lying at first, but I was with her when she showed me how he can hear. It's freaky."
"There's probably a good explanation." She hugged her son. "Remember, I have my own superpowers."
"Huh?"
She clicked her tongue. "I have eyes in the back of my head. Only those who have red hair are blessed with the gift."
"You're crazy."
She smiled, glad that she