Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
“Go sit at my table.” Jet pointed at a table not far from where they were seated. “I ordered you soup and a sandwich. I need to have a word with Moon.”
Moon watched Larissa walk away while Jet took her seat.
“You want to talk to me the way you were talking to Larissa?”
“Fuck off!” Moon snarled at him.
“I will, gladly, once Stud gives me the word. Until then, you might as well get used to my face.”
“Then get used to having a new one when I rearrange it for you.”
Jet gave a hollow laugh. “You can try … but you’ll get more than you bargained for. Unlike you, I was given my nickname for dropping a bomb on a motherfucker who didn’t know better not to fuck with me. While, from what I hear, you supposedly earned yours by how easy it is for you to lay women. Although, I’m sure I heard incorrectly. From the way you’re treating Larissa, I can’t believe you can find a woman willing to give you the time of day. Pretty low class of you to reveal the gender when she didn’t want to know.”
Moon’s temper soared at the put-down from the Destructor. “Larissa told you?”
“No, Larissa didn’t say a word. I heard her and Priss talking after you left.”
“Stud’s got a real treasure in you hearing all kinds of shit. Shame you couldn’t be in the room with us; you’d have seen she couldn’t bring herself to look at the ultrasound machine. Pissed me off.”
Jet’s astounded expression made Moon wish he hadn’t shared the information.
“So, you told her the baby’s gender because she didn’t look at the ultrasound and didn’t ask for a picture?”
“What mother doesn’t want to look or ask for a picture of the ultrasound?”
Jet’s eyebrows lifted so high they met in the middle of his forehead. “I might be wrong on this, but I would assume,” he said scathingly, “a mother who understands how to read an ultrasound and wants to keep the gender a surprise.”
The thought should have occurred to him, yet it hadn’t. He had been so busy endeavoring to harness his rioting cock at seeing Larissa’s swollen abdomen that it had taken everything he could not to toss her sisters out the room and bury his cock inside the warm depths that had been haunting his nights?
He wasn’t proud of his behavior—regret had immediately kicked in—but instead of apologizing, he did what he always did and doubled down.
“I don’t get it. What’s with you? If I can figure that shit out, you should have, too. Either that, or you don’t want to.” Jet tilted his head curiously. “What’s wrong? You fired up she’s knocked up? You planted that seed, and it sprouted. Man up and tend the fucking garden.”
“What if you thought you planted it in someone else’s garden?” Moon asked snidely.
“From where I’m sitting”—Jet sent a coveted glance in Larissa’s direction—“there’s not a damn thing wrong with that garden. I wouldn’t mind tending it if you don’t.”
Moon surged out of his seat, about to lunge over the table. Freezing cold struck him as Jet’s laughter reverberated through his skull. The dark side of him was prepared to strike when Evie walked into the room to refill Larissa’s drink.
Jet saw he had been given a reprieve by the other woman’s arrival. “Relax … I’m not going to steal Larissa from you.” He got out of the booth. “I won’t have to. You’re practically giving her away. You’ve been in a club so long that you’ve forgotten how to treat a woman who isn’t. Your loss, my gain.” Jet gave him a dismissive glance. “Enjoy the bread.”
Moon pulled out his wallet and took out some cash. Trailing Evie out of the room, he caught up with her, paid for his uneaten meal, then took off.
As he got on his bike, his mind played back the way Larissa had flinched when he righted her tea glass, and when he had walked by her table to leave.
He drove back to the clubhouse and was parking when he luckily spotted Viper and Train coming down the steps. Moon got off his bike to intercept Viper before he could get on his motorcycle.
“Where you two heading?”
Viper gave him a suspicious glance. “Train and I are meeting up with Reaper at his place.”
Moon nodded his head at Viper’s SUV. “Can I borrow your ride?”
Viper’s eyebrow rose. “You want to borrow my car?”
“Yes. Can I or not? I’m in a rush.”
“Sure.” Viper reached into his pocket to take out his keys, pulling one of the keys off the ring before he handed it to him.
Moon took the key from him.
“You do have a current license, don’t you?” Train joked.
If he didn’t want to get back to the restaurant before Larissa left, he would shove the license up Train’s ass.