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  © 2108 Cocky’s Fight Glenna Maynard

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  Contents

  Dedication

  Acknowledgments

  Blurb

  Dear Reader

  Series Reading Order

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Epilogue

  Sneak Peek

  About Glenna

  More Books

  Moonshine & Mistletoe Preview

  Dedication

  ~To ride or die love~

  May you all experience it.

  I have.

  Acknowledgements

  To my Rebels & Devils who never stop believing in me and trusting me to deliver a great story that will take you for a ride, I adore each and every single one of you. Thank you! Shout out to Melissa my namesake for Lissa.

  To Morgan who plots with me and is always along for whatever I got going on to talk all the possibilities out and inspire me to give my all, you are one of my best friends and I am so thankful for you.

  To my family, thank you for always supporting me and not giving me a hard time when I stay at my computer for days on end so that I can do what I love.

  Cocky’s Fight

  Some loves are worth fighting for.

  When Cocky sees something he wants he goes for it, consequences be damned. But when what he wants means crossing boundaries and blurring lines that could break more than hearts, he has to decide how far he's willing to go. Everything he has ever wanted is within his grasp, but life is unpredictable. There’s a new enemy in Webb Hollow, threatening to destroy the one he cherishes most.

  Dear Reader

  I have loved the crazy ride the Devils Rejects MC have taken me on and I hope you have to. I had planned on saying this series would end with Cocky, but there may be a few more stories in this series in the future along with some bonus stories from your favorite couples. I won’t say I will never return to Webb Hollow. Each and every one of my bikers has a special place in my heart. I had a great time getting to know Hades, Boogeyman, Reaper, Cupid, Uno, Cocky, and Terror along with the women they love. They each bring something different to the club, but they are all fiercely loyal and protective. They are good men who do bad things to defend those that they love. I hope you walk away from this book satisfied with where the story took me. I went into Cocky’s book with this grand plan of how I thought everything would play out but then the moment I started writing Cocky took over and steamrolled me. I had to give him his story his way.

  Enjoy the ride,

  Glenna

  Series reading order

  Hades’ Flame

  Boogeyman’s Dream

  Reaper’s Till Death

  Cupid’s Arrow

  Uno’s Truth

  Cocky’s Fight

  Chapter 1

  —Cocky

  “How you feeling, man?” Uno is laid up in the hospital, but this conversation has needed to happen for a while now. I have stayed back and let him have his fun with the woman I love but it ends now. He’s not going to keep stringing her along. He needs to make a choice and stick with it.

  “Been better but could be worse. What brings you by?” He knows why I’m here. My visit isn’t pleasant or not out of brotherly concern. Though when I first heard the news that he passed out I was concerned.

  I laugh under my breath and narrow my eyes on him. Sick or not this shit needs hashed out. “You know why I’m here. Melissa and Jimmy.”

  He rubs a hand over his head. “I suppose I knew it was coming. What do you want? Me to promise you that I am going to leave her alone. Why? So you can swoop in and play out some childhood fantasy. Because you’ve been pining away for her for years.” He tries to laugh but coughs, clutching a hand to his chest in pain.

  “She kissed me. Did you now that? You can tell yourself that I don’t mean anything to her, but deep-down Melissa knows that we’re supposed to be together. She’s confused by you and the ideas you put into her head. The false hope of a fairytale life. We both know Stephanie still has her hooks in you and you’ll be on the first trip to Texas as soon as you are released.”

  He smirks. “She’s pregnant with my son, but that doesn’t mean I can’t move Melissa and Jimmy to Texas too.”

  “And what? She’ll be your mistress on the side while you live fulltime with Steph and your kid. She deserves better than that, Uno.”

  This time he sighs and stares out the window. “It’s not ideal but it is all I can offer her. I’m not with Stephanie but we want to raise our son together.”

  “Do you even know if the kid is really yours?” I can’t believe I am asking him and that he hasn’t questioned it himself.

  “I thought the same thing. I didn’t want to believe her, but we did a DNA test. The kid is mine and I will do what’s right. I’ll marry her again if that’s what it takes to be a father to my child. Melissa understands that I want to be a dad.”

  “Will she understand when you tell her there is no future for her with you outside of when it’s convenient?” I could punch him right now. I should kick his ass for this bullshit.

  “I don’t know. I haven’t talked to her yet. Steph won’t let her come visit.”

  “You pull this shit with her and it’s going to crush her. Don’t do that. You know her history with Jim. She was his other woman. Don’t make her yours. She deserves to be with someone who will put her first.”

  “Someone like you who fucks anything with legs?”

  “You don’t know shit about me and where I stick my dick,” I grit through my teeth at him, trying not to lose my temper.

  “Don’t worry about Melissa and Jimmy. I’m going to Texas and patching over to the Black Rebel Devils MC. I’ll be VP to Axel Black. I’m sure Hades will fill you in at church. I’ll tell you this though. You better fucking treat her right and the kid. I care about them and want a good life for them. I’ll have money wired to you to take care of them. I’m not going to need it where I’m going no how.”

  “What the fuck are you talking about?”

  “If I tell you…you better fucking promise me that you won’t open your mouth.”

  I nod, clenching my jaw. “I don’t need your money, but I am curious why you’d want to do that.”

  “Stephanie doesn’t know, and I asked the doctors not to disclose the information to her. When I was shot, they found tumors. I have lung cancer, man. They already did surgery to remove part of my lung and if I am lucky, I may have five years. That’s if I do the chemo and radiation.”

  “Are you fucking serious? Why
did you tell me this shit?” I knit my fingers behind my head. What the serious goddamned fuck is he doing here? Does he expect me to feel sorry for him?

  “Because I needed to tell someone who wouldn’t pity me. Someone I know who won’t betray my trust. You’re loyal, Cocky. I like that about you and I trust you to let me end things with Melissa my own way. I may never make it to Texas. I may never leave this hospital bed. Truth is I feel like shit. I have no appetite and every breath I take makes me wanna die. I’m not getting better, but I want to live to see my son born. I want to make sure Melissa is taken care of. That’s why I wanted to invite her to Texas, but I know she’d be better off here with you. I know you’ll make sure she has everything she needs. I know this because you’re going to accept whatever money I send and what I leave to you in my Will for them. I may be a lot of things, but I do care about her—them. I don’t worry so much about my kid and Stephanie.”

  “I need a fucking drink.” Uno pisses me off, but I would never wish death on him.

  “And a joint.” He grins at me and this time it is me looking away and staring out the window.

  I give Uno my word but in reality, I don’t know that I can keep something that big a secret from Melissa. I go toward the elevators and see Stephanie talking to a doctor. Her voice is hushed but I can still hear her. “Did you do what I told you? Did you make him believe he’s going to die?”

  What the fuck?

  The man answers her, and she says, “Good. You’ll receive your money by the end of the day and if you cross me, I will make good on my threat.” The elevator doors open, and Stephanie sees me. A panicked expression crosses her face as she approaches me. I step into the elevator and she follows me inside. “How much did you hear?”

  I smirk at her. “Enough to butt fuck your plan all to hell.”

  “You aren’t going to say shit because we both know that if you do that Uno will ride off with your girl. We will both benefit from this.”

  “I’m no one’s consolation prize.”

  “You tell him, and I swear to you,” she grabs my crotch, “I will cut your dick off and keep it in a jar on my desk as a souvenir.”

  “Sounds kinky, sweetheart.” I wink at her.

  “Don’t fucking cross me.”

  I nod at her, but I don’t know what the fuck to do with this information. The elevator doors open to the bottom floor. Stephanie releases my dick. “Thanks for the foreplay.” I throw my hand up in farewell.

  ——

  I’m sitting at the bar trying to drink my problems away. Trying to forget what Uno said and what I overheard with Stephanie. I know I should tell the bastard what she is doing. But I also want him to let Melissa go. She needs to untangle herself from that nasty web and if keeping Stephanie’s secret makes that happen who am I to stop it. Does that make me a bad man? Does it make me selfish? Maybe but I don’t give a fuck.

  Melissa belongs with me.

  I’m going to make her mine.

  She’ll see.

  So will he.

  Everything will work out the way it is supposed to. He’ll go to Texas and start his new life and Melissa will continue hers with me.

  Chapter 2

  —Melissa

  I promised myself I wouldn’t fall but I fell for a man I shouldn’t have. The man I want is still in love with another woman. I met Justin when I left Indiana to start over in Webb Hollow. I didn’t plan on falling for him, but it just sort of happened. Too bad for me that he came with a lot of baggage—namely an ex-wife named Stephanie. A woman he’s not over. A woman he is going back to. I can’t compete with their history. I can’t compete with the child he has always dreamed of growing in her womb. I can’t even be mad about it. The situation sucks. Damn does it ever but I have a child of my own to take care of. Jimmy counts on me to make good choices and giving up on a relationship with Justin, though hard is the right thing to do. I need to focus on being a mother and starting our new life. I can’t depend on a man to make me happy. I have tried that one too many times only to be left with a bitter taste in my mouth.

  I take a deep breath then another, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans. The door to the hospital room is ajar. I peer inside to see Justin resting comfortably with oxygen tubes up his nose. I let out a sigh of relief. He looks good for a man who nearly died days ago. He overdid it after being shot but he is expected to make a full recovery. I was scared he was going to die without knowing how I feel about him. Without me getting to say the things that I need to say so that I can have closure in this brief part of my life. I made sure to come while Stephanie is gone to Drag Creek. I don’t want to upset her or cause Justin any trouble there.

  Sara insisted I drop Jimmy off with her. I hated to leave him there, but she said he would keep CT busy while she tends to the girls. She recently gave birth to twins. Kara and Marie. She said she named them after her grandmother, a woman who went by the name Gypsy Red. Justin spots me by the door and winks at me. He waves his hand, motioning for me to enter his hospital room. I hesitate but I know this is what I came here for.

  I place the Christmas card Jimmy made him in his hand. He scans the front, looking at the hand drawn Christmas tree, then opens it to the inside. He chuckles then squeezes my hand. “Thank you. Tell him I am going to put it on the fridge when I get home.”

  “He’ll like that.” I take a seat in the chair that sits next to his bed. “How are you, really?”

  A faint smile flickers on his face. “Be a lot better when they let me out of this place. I’m sorry about Stephanie and the house. I hadn’t talked to her about it and that falls on me.”

  I shake my head. “It’s fine. Honestly the apartment I moved into is great. It’s close to work and there’s other kids around for Jimmy to play with. A couple of the girls from the club live there too.”

  “You still dancin’?”

  “I gotta take care of me and Jimmy. I came here because I wanted to tell you that it’s okay. I’m not upset or even mad. A little hurt, but I’ll get over it. I always do. Shawn told me that you’re all set to go to Texas, that you’re patching over to a new club. I’m happy for you. I know how much you want to be a dad. And I have a feeling you’ll be a great one.”

  “If things were different, you and me…” he looks off as though he is imagining the life we might have had. Him, Jimmy, and me. It’s a pretty picture, but it isn’t real. “I’m glad you came by. Just so you know, Steph and me—we aren’t together. I’m going to Texas because it’s the right choice for me. I did some shit in my past that I’m not proud of and I need to put Tennessee behind me. And there is the baby to think about. I gotta be close to my kid. I am getting a second chance to do things right. I don’t want to fuck it up.”

  “Then don’t.”

  He brings my hand to his mouth and kisses my knuckles. “You’re a real class act.”

  “Now there’s a first.” I grin and pull my hand back. “I should go.” I stand up and lean down to kiss his cheek, but he turns into me and kisses me hard and deep. His tongue strokes mine in goodbye. Briefly, I allow myself to get lost in his kiss. To forget that he’s not mine and he never will be.

  His heart rate spikes on the monitor as he grabs my butt, reminding me of where I am and what I came here for. I break away, feeling bittersweet. “I’m going to miss you. Promise me that you’ll take better care of yourself down there. No more getting shot or hospital stays.”

  “You know I can’t make any promises. But I’ll do my best. Promise me that you’ll find the happiness you deserve. Someone to treat you right and teach Jimmy how to be a man.”

  I nod. “I will. Goodbye, Justin.” I rush from the room not wanting to break down in his presence. Not wanting him to see how much I care that he’s leaving or how deeply his words affect me. I thought that he was going to be the man who would treat me right. That he’d be teaching Jimmy how to be a man, but that was all a fantasy.

  My tears don’t fall until I get into my car. Not because of what I
have lost but for what could have been. We could have been something great together. For once I thought I was going to be first. That I was going to have someone in my corner. I’m back to where I started from again. Taking off my clothes for money. I won’t make the same mistakes again. I won’t put my heart on the line. From here on out it’s just me and my little man. My boy is all I need.

  I lay my head down on the steering wheel and allow myself five minutes of grief. Five minutes is all I need. Five minutes to fall apart and put myself back together because I am a single mom and there is no time for anything more.

  When I arrive at Sara’s her and the girls are asleep. Hades has Jimmy and CT in the living room watching cartoons and playing cars. I tell him to give Sara my thanks and we quietly slip out the door as to be mindful not wake the twins. I get Jimmy strapped in his seat.

  “Did you have fun?”

  “Guess so.” I can’t see his face, but I still hear the sadness in his voice as I start down the road.

  “What’s wrong, Jim Jam?” I question him during the drive home. He remains silent, ignoring the question. He’s probably too tired from playing. CT always exhausts him. My plan when we get home is to get him a bath and into his PJ’s. When I pull up at the apartment the last person that I expect to see is Shawn, my stepbrother. I thought we agreed that I need space, but he must have missed the memo. I’m not much in the mood for company right now, but I find I don’t have the heart to send him away. He says that he still loves me. That he has always loved me, but I’m not that naïve girl he once knew. I’m grown now, and I have adult problems.

  I get Jimmy out of the car and yup, he’s tired. He keeps rubbing his knuckles over his eyes until he sees Shawn. Then it’s like he has his second wind. “Shawn!” The name comes out sounding more like Thawn.