All Chapters of THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS : Chapter 201

I woke up at five forty-three.The same time I had woken on the morning of my wedding. The same time I had woken on the morning of the presidential vote. The body finding its patterns in the significant days without being asked.But this was not a significant day in the calendar sense.This was an ordinary Tuesday.I lay in bed for a moment and let the ordinary Tuesday be what it was.Colt's breathing beside me. The compound beginning its first movements outside the window. The specific quality of early morning that belonged to itself and no other time of day.I got up quietly.Made coffee.Sat at the kitchen table.Opened the kitchen notebook.Not to write anything specific. Just to hold it. The informal record of things that had arrived in ordinary moments and needed to be held somewhere before they became something more structured.The notebook was almost full.I had been keeping it for almost two years. Every significant thing that