Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
He clears his throat. “Wrench was stupid enough to continue to use his MC cell after he left. We know he contacted the husband in Denver, but must have realized his mistake and he’s stopped using it.”
I smile at several comments about Wrench being a fucking idiot. “Kid?”
“We have several Renegade MC members coming in later today,” Kid says. “They were more than happy to help.”
Shadow cuts his eyes to me. “I don’t know how well that’s going to go over when the local police get here.”
I smile at him. The Renegades are just that, renegades. They have some questionable ethics, but for the most part, they’re good men.
“I talked with Scorpion,” Kid interjects. “He’s aware of who will be here. He just asked to be housed on the other side of the clubhouse.”
I chuckle. “We can accommodate him, but I’m pretty sure the local guys we bring aren’t going to care about a couple bikers smoking weed.” I look at Kid. “That being said, he has to understand that when the families are here that shit happens outside.” Kid nods. “That goes for the women as well. I don’t want the couple of kids here to experience anything they shouldn’t.”
I cut my eyes to Snatch. He holds his hands up like he’s an innocent man. “I got it. Keep my cock in my pants in the living room.”
A couple of the guys chuckle because they know how much of a struggle that may be for him. He’d never do anything vulgar or questionable, but he doesn’t always think before he pulls his dick out. The man is a stallion and a favorite with the club girls.
“Any other business?” I ask looking around the room, realizing that every one of them are here to help because we are a family and not just because I’m the President.
We may end up in a violent situation with Wrench and Bobby and the common factor in all of it is Emmalyn. Each one of these guys is willing to take a bullet, not only for me but for my girl, and that makes my heart shine.
Chapter 39
Emmalyn
“What did you and the guys talk about this morning?” He’s gliding his fingers absently over the bare skin of my back. I love the way his hand feels against my skin.
We’re back in bed… again. I woke up alone earlier, and even though I knew he had a ton of things to take care of today it still made my heart beat faster. I’m waiting to wake up from this. I know it has to be a dream. I’ve done nothing in my life to be rewarded with such an amazing man. I’m holding my breath until it all disappears, but I also refuse to squander even a second with this man.
“I can’t really get into it, Em.” He pulls me tighter against his chest.
“This is my life, Diego. All of these people are here because of Bobby.”
“Emmalyn,” he says and pulls away slightly so he can see my face. “Bobby has his part in this, but Wrench is my main concern.”
“His defection from the club is because of me as well. I brought all of this to your club.” I want to tell him that I’m not worth it, but I’d be heartbroken if he agreed.
“Wrench was causing trouble and making enemies long before you ever came along, Darlin’. He’s brought this on himself. All he had to do is just go on with his life. He set this in motion, not you.”
I kiss his cheek and lay back down on his chest. “I just don’t want anyone to get hurt.”
“It will be over soon, Em. I promise.” He kisses my head again.
“Good, because I don’t want to lose my job. I’m sure Jake is going to be livid about me missing so many days.” I talked to him earlier, and he seemed fine with me being out for a while. Come to think of it, he didn’t even sound surprised that I was calling to tell him to take me off the schedule the next couple of days.
I pull my head back and look at him. “Did you call Jake’s and tell him I wasn’t going to come in.”
“I didn’t,” he says dismissively.
I glare at him, knowing that there’s more to this than that. “You didn’t?”
He shakes his head no but smiles mischievously. “Kid called.”
“Always my protector,” I grumble and collapse back on his chest.
“Every man in this MC will protect you with their life, Em.” I swallow. Other than my father, this may be the first time I actually believed those words were true.
“You don’t even have to go back to work at the bar. You can do whatever you want.”
I don’t respond; I just lay on his chest and think of what it actually means to be able to do something I want rather than something I have to do or something I’m forced by another to do.