All Chapters of Claimed By My Father’s Outlaw : Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

Cole's POVI woke up with my head feeling like someone was taking a sledgehammer to my skull. It was pounding incessantly!My mouth tasted like death, and my stomach was churning so violently that I knew I would throw up right there on the couch. The empty whiskey bottle was still in my hand, and I stared at it for a second before groaning and letting it roll onto the floor.What the hell did I do?I dragged myself upright and checked my wristwatch. 12:49 in the afternoon. Jesus Christ, I'd been out for more than 12 hours!The last thing I remembered was riding out on Raine's bike, and the wind whipping against my face as I tried to outrun everything that had happened. But I didn't remember coming back. I didn't remember stumbling into the house or collapsing on the couch with the bottle."Fuck," I muttered, dragging a hand down my face. My fingers came away slick with sweat.I stood up, wobbling slightly, and cursed again as I made my way to the kitchen. The coffee maker was still si

Raine's POVIsla had been on the phone for twenty minutes already, pacing back and forth near the entrance of the garage. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but I could tell from the way she kept nodding and gesturing with her free hand that she was deep in conversation with someone.I turned my attention back to the bike in front of me. The carburetor was clogged, which explained why the engine kept stalling out. I pulled it apart piece by piece, cleaning out the jets with a thin wire and wiping down the float bowl. It wasn't a complicated fix, but it required patience, and patience was something I was running short on today. I just wanted to get all of this over with, and as soon as possible.I glanced up at Isla again. She was still talking, her voice low and urgent. I guessed she was trying to track down Cole Maddox's address. Isla might be better known for her cooking, but she was equally good at finding people. She had so many tech savvy friends amongst the Iron Serpents and

Raine's POVI was so embarrassed that I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole. Here I was, a grown woman, standing in a grown man's bedroom while he was half-naked and dripping water everywhere. I tried to look away, but my eyes had other plans. They traveled down his chest, tracing the lines of his toned muscles, the curve of his biceps, the v-line that disappeared into the towel wrapped around his waist. And then God help me, I saw the outline of his penis through the towel.Heat pooled in my stomach, and I forced myself to look up at his face instead."What did you come to ask me?" he questioned, one eyebrow raised.I scrambled for an answer. "Oh, I was just looking for the bathroom."He gestured toward the door on the other side of his room. "Since you're already in here, you can use mine.""Okay," I muttered, practically running toward the bathroom before I embarrassed myself further.I shut the door behind me and leaned against it, pressing my palms to my face. What