Sneak Peak: SKULL

Hello all!

I want to take some time today and share a sneak peak of my newest book, SKULL, with all of you. I am currently working on SKULL, part of STEEL PATRIOTS MC, and cannot wait to share the completed version with you all. Below is a preview of what’s to come! The following is taken from Chapter 2 and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I am enjoying writing it.

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“Hello, welcome to Steel Garage, can I help you,” she said in a perky voice.

“I hope so,” she said smiling at the other woman. Tinley couldn’t
help but think she looked like Tinkerbell. She couldn’t be more than
five-feet-two, her tight body reminding her of a gymnast. She had
blonde hair curling down her back, and the biggest green eyes she’d
ever seen. “I’m looking for someone named Skull.”

“Oh yes, Skull…Scott is his real name. Let me get him for you.” She
opened the door to the garage and called for Skull who looked up and
smiled at Tinley, walking toward her.

“What’s up? You need anything?” he asked.

“No, there’s a woman here to see you.”

“A woman? For me?” he said incredulously.

“Yes,” she laughed, “is that so unusual?”

“Well, yea…but I’ll come in, give me a minute to wipe my hands.”
Tinley nodded and walked back into the office.

“He’ll be right with you. I’m Tinley by the way. My husband works
here as well.”

“Willa,” she said smiling. “How much longer for you?”

“Oh…well, longer than you think. I’m having triplets.”

“Oh my God!” she gasped. “Really?”

“Really, my husband is a twin. He and his brother both live and work
here and…well, it sounds strange, but my daughter from a first
relationship is married to his brother.”

“Wow…interesting at Christmas, right?”

“No doubt,” laughed Tinley. “Oh, here he is. Scott? This is
Willa…Willa…Scott.” You could have knocked all two-hundred-and-fifty
pounds of him over with a feather. Skull stared at the little pixie,
his heart beating so hard against his chest, he was certain she could
hear it. Her smile was so wide and bright, he could feel himself
hardening in his coveralls.

“Scott?” yelled Tinley.

“Oh, sorry,” he said reaching out a hand. Her tiny hand was lost
inside his. “Scott Crawford, but they call me Skull. We’ve been
communicating back and forth on e-mail and text.”

“Yes, sorry about not calling ahead of time. I just moved here a few
weeks ago to be closer to my brothers. I was hoping maybe you could
show me the design so far.” She looked uncertain and fearful. Skull
worried that his size was intimidating her, so he stepped back a few
inches. Nodding, he opened the door to the work bay for her. As she
stepped through, all eyes turned to her and then back to Skull who
shook his head slightly.

Pulling back the tarp, he revealed the sleek motorcycle, chrome
gleaming in the light of the garage. The tank wasn’t finished yet,
but the design of the Army logo surrounded by all the medals and
ribbons her brother received, were exactly what she’d pictured.

“It’s beautiful,” she said with tears in her eyes. “Your work is beautiful.”

“Thank you,” he beamed. She continued to cry and then brought her
hands to cover her face. Skull wasn’t very experienced with women,
but one crying this much he was pretty sure wasn’t normal.

“Hey…hey it’s okay. If you don’t like something, we can change it,”
he said. She shook her head and he reached out, his big paw lightly
resting on her shoulder. Willa turned into the heat of his body,
burying her face in his lower chest, her head barely hitting his rib
cage.

“Whoa…hey sweetheart, it’s okay, what’s wrong?” he said holding her
still. By this time the other men, all noticing that she was crying
and not out of happiness, stood from the work they were doing and
gathered around Skull and the little woman.

“I don’t know what to do,” she hiccupped. “My b-brothers…they’re
m-missing…both of them.”

“Okay…okay...one is active duty, right?” he asked. She nodded. “The
other retired?” She nodded again. “When did you see them last?”

“M-my first night in town. I rented an apartment in town and they
came over to help me unpack. I could tell something was wrong. They
were both nervous and kept looking out the window. When I asked them
what was wrong, they wouldn’t answer me. They left and I haven’t been
able to get a hold of them since. My brother’s unit commander said
he’s AWOL.”

“Okay sweet girl, it’s okay,” said Skull, gently rubbing her back.
“Let’s get you home and we’ll figure this out.” She started crying
again and he nearly cracked in two at the sound. Shaking her head,
she looked up at him, those green eyes begging him.

“I…I can’t. Someone broke into my apartment last night…trashed
everything. I stayed at a bed and breakfast last night. I…I don’t
know what to do…I have no one…I have nowhere to go.”

“Sure you do honey,” he said resolutely. “You have me.”

-MK