Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
I’ll keep her warm. I type then delete. I’ll drop it off by the end of my shift in three hours. I hit send on that message.
Good or I’d have to give her one of Wrench’s shirts to wear to bed. Instantly I see red.
Over my dead body and his.
LMAO. I’m kidding. I wouldn’t let another woman wear his things, but I could give her one of Taylor’s things since he’s staying in the apartment behind the garage.
He’ll be a dead man, Mack.
Don’t be late, then. She adds a devil emoji, and I worry for Wrench.
Shaking my head, a smile spreads over my face as I sit at my desk. That must mean Mack knows Vanessa wants me as well or she wouldn’t be pushing me to get her so damn aggressively. Fucking hell, my dick beats against my zipper, stretching the fabric of my slacks.
The clock ticks by as I wait for my shift to end. A few more hours.
A rapid knock on my door sends my eyes up to my gaze upward. “What’s up, Delores?”
“It’s DA Brandon to see you, Sheriff.”
“Send him back here.”
Beast comes into my office in one of his killer suits like he just got out of court which is probably the case.
“Hey, I heard about this morning, and I wanted to see if you were good. I see Darrell Motts in a holding cell. Is he being charged with anything?”
“No. He’s only on a twenty-four-hour hold. That’s all I have on him. Although I have another issue, and I’ve discussed it with Cyber, but I want to bring it up with the entire Riders tomorrow at the cookout if we can get a moment alone.” I explain Jeff Motts’ threat to him like I had with Cyber.
“That fucking prick needs to be locked up for good.” Beast flexes his fists, cracking his knuckles.
“Yes, that would be nice. Unfortunately the threat was only heard by me.”
“And nothing that could stand up in court for much. Sorry.”
“Yeah, I figured he’d at least have to swing at me, but I nearly beat his ass if my deputy hadn’t stepped between us.”
“Well I’m glad for that shit because I’d hate to have to clean that shit up. So what’s up with you and the little Ms. Gordon?”
“You know about that too?”
“Nothing much other than Mary saying you’ve staked your claim according to Sophia.”
I run my fingers through my hair, wanting to run out and claim her already. “Do all the women know?”
“Yes. Mary’s at Mack’s right now with the kids.”
“Are you serious?”
“Fuck me.” Great, so they are all giving information on how to work me.
“What?” I show him the texts.
“Damn, okay. Well that means you go caveman on your woman when you get there. It’s clear she’s waiting for you.”
“I see.” He does have a point. When I get my hands on her, there will be no one interrupting us.
Chapter Five
Vanessa
Mack shows me the text messages and my knees buckle.
Vanessa says where the fuck are her things. She has nothing to sleep in. I can’t believe she said it like that.
I’ll drop it off by the end of my shift in three hours. My heart races, knowing I’ll see him in three hours, and yet that still feels so far away. I sit down on a stool at the kitchen island.
Good or I’d have to give her one of Wrench’s shirts to wear to bed.
Over my dead body and his. My knees buckle when I read those words and I quickly grip the edge of the kitchen island so I don’t fall.
“Girl, told you he’s totally claiming you,” Mack says.
I press my hand to my mouth. “I can’t believe it.”
“I knew it.”
“Let me see,” Mary says, sticking her head over my shoulder. “Oh my God. Another one bites the dust. Sophia’s going to do a dance when I text her.”
“Let me text him back so he doesn’t go ape shit.”
After she sends the message, she hands the phone back to me and I see what she sent.
Lmao. I’m kidding. I wouldn’t let another woman wear his things, but I could give her one of Taylor’s things since he’s staying in the apartment behind the garage.
“Girl, are you nuts? I can’t believe you sen…” I’m cut off because his response is immediate.
He’ll be a dead man, Mack. Every part of me vibrates with excitement.
Don’t be late, then. I type adding the devil emoji.
“See you’re learning,” Mary adds. “These men are cavemen, and even though he wears a badge, I doubt Law’s any different. My man wears a suit, but we all know he’s a Beast.” She smiles, and I can’t contain mine.
I start bouncing up and down.
“Uh oh. What’s going on, ladies?” It’s Wrench who asks and Taylor who come into the kitchen behind him.
“Oh hello, darling husband,” Mack adds, greeting Wrench with a deep kiss and we don’t miss his massive palming of her ass. Would Law maul me like that in front of everyone?