Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Rolling her eyes, Addison crosses her arms. “What a load of crap. There is always something to tell. She’s your sister. You’re refusing because you don’t want me to know, and I have to wonder why.”
“I don’t want you to know because I know you well, and I know that you’ll go do somethin’ fuckin’ stupid and get us all in the shit. The club is dealin’ with enough, we don’t need your bullshit added to the mix.”
Her eyes widen, unimpressed. “Well, if you don’t tell me, I’ll definitely do something stupid and trust me, I promise it will be so high up the bullshit ladder that you won’t have time to scratch your head before it comes crashing down over you.”
Oh boy.
This is getting heated.
“That’s enough, baby,” Jackson warns, giving his daughter a stare that tells everyone in the room, he’s not messing around.
She shoots him a look. “Excuse me, father, but you don’t get to be on his side in this. Not considering you helped him cover it up.”
“Maybe I don’t, daughter,” Jackson drawls. “But I do get to decide what happens in this club, and it is now official club business which means-”
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Addison throws her hand up. “That means it’s none of ours, blah blah blah. It is mine, though, because my man is involved.”
“Thought you weren’t talkin’ to him, precious,” Spike teases lightly.
Addison shoots him a scowl. “He’s still my man, Spike.”
“Not when you’re withholding the pussy he ain’t.”
“Spike!” Ciara slaps his arm, trying to smother a giggle.
“It’s my pussy,” Addison shrugs. “I can do what I want with it.”
Spike grins at her, and I am trying to fight a laugh.
My gosh, they never stop making me laugh. No wonder Ciara is always holding her stomach, like her bladder is about to burst. It’s because there is always something going down that is bringing drama in, and that drama is always involving Addison, I swear. Well, except the last one, that was mine.
But the rest are hers.
“You sure you want to spend the rest of your life dealin’ with this drama?” Muff murmurs into my ear, pulling me towards him as his arms go around my waist.
Looking at the group in front of me, I know I’m more than ready to spend the rest of my life with them. Gosh, I can’t imagine a single second without them in it. They’re more than my friends, they’re my family. I trust them and I know they’d do anything for me. Besides, it’s fun watching someone else go through it and not me.
I didn’t like the focus being on Muff and I.
“You have no idea,” I smile. “I love the drama.”
He chuckles. “Least it ain’t ours anymore.”
“Nope, there is always someone taking the trophy.”
He nips my earlobe. “What do you say we go and find a room? I’m fuckin’ starving.”
Turning to face him, my eyes grow lusty. “If that’s the case, I can fix you a sandwich.”
He grins. “Baby, you know that’s not what I’m hungry for. The only thing I’m eating right now, is you.”
Tugging my hand, he pulls me out of the room, and everyone turns to watch us go. It’s no secret what we’re about to do, but they all do it so they can just be quiet about it. Of course, I should know that little big mouth there will say something, and I’m right. Addison grins big and yells, “Ohhh, Janine and Muff are going to make a baby. Oh wait, they already did. Get it, Muff. See if you can live up to your name.”
“Eat it, Addison,” Muff yells back to her as he drags me down the hall.
We’re both laughing when we make it to my room, and as Muff spins me to the wall and presses me against it, I can’t wipe the grin from my face. As he brings his lips down over mine, I feel instant relief, and I know that everything might just work out okay. I have him, and I have them, what more could I ask for?
So, yeah, I think I’m okay with them being my family.
Forever and ever.
THE END