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REAPER
Just do it and stop bitching. Don’t make me go ask Prez’s Ol’ Lady because you can’t hack it.
HAWK
FUCKER!
Fine…
I knew playing the Raegan card would get him riled up. The last thing Hawk would want is to look like he can’t do a job. Raegan would tell Prez, then Prez would go and confront Hawk on why she was doing something for the club when that was his job.
Placing my phone on the nightstand I get situated as I stare up at the ceiling. I stifle a chuckle to not wake Remi. She’s in for one hell of a surprise when she learns that according to the law that we are, in fact, married.
We pull up to the clubhouse and I breathe a little easier as I park my bike next to my brothers. The moving truck isn’t far behind Remi’s Bronco as she is directed to park further up away from the building.
“You ready for this, brother?” Havoc asks as we wait for Stone to dismount and come over.
“Been waitin’ fourteen years.” I watch Remi hop out of her car and start stretching her muscles. That last leg of the trip felt long and hard on my body.
“Get your Ol’ Lady settled, then we’ll have church in an hour,” Stone says as he walks over to us. “You decide which house?”
Stone purchased the fifty acres next to where the clubhouse is settled. After Rocky’s death and the explosion on his rental house, he plotted out lots for the brothers to live if they chose to stay on the property. Each plot is two acres and can only be accessed through our private road, essentially giving us our own gated community that we monitor. Six houses have been built in the eight months since he purchased the property. Four are occupied by Stone and Raegan, Havoc and Sutton, Blaze and Allison, and Crusher and our resident doctor, Melissa.
“I’ll take the one in between you and Havoc. Might help Remi settle in if she’s close to some friends.”
“Sounds good. I’ll tell the prospects to take the truck over to the house and start unloading their things. The keys are under the rock by the front door,” Stone says. “You also need to inform her of the protocol around here. Sounded like Bulldog didn’t include her into the club upstate,” he reminds me and I give a stiff nod. “She needs to know about our Colombian problem too. Can’t afford for her or Ryder to get caught up in the middle of something.”
“I’ll give her the watered down version until she gets used to being here,” I say.
“Not trying to tell you how to run your personal business but I’ve learned it’s best to give all the info up front,” Stone divulges. “But you do what you want.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” I say as we head off in different directions.
I’m walking over to Remi and Ryder, who are now standing at the back of the vehicle looking around at the outside of the clubhouse and adjoining properties.
“Y’all doing okay?” I ask, coming to stand in front of them.
“A bit stiff but glad that the drive is over,” Remi answers. “Is this where we’re staying?” she nods to the clubhouse.
I shake my head. “Nah, we’ve got a house down the road. This is where the brothers meet and talk.”
Loud screams and giggles catch our attention as the sweetbutts come running out, barely dressed, to greet the brothers after being gone for over a week. Before I can explain to her about the women, Candy comes out of nowhere and flings herself at me, climbing me like a tree. She’s got her legs wrapped around my waist and hands locked at the back of my neck.
“Macy and I’ve missed you so much, Reaper!” Candy jolts forward as if she’s going to kiss me on the mouth. I turn just in time to miss being assaulted by her lips.
“What the fuck, Candy? Get the fuck off me.” I shove her down, detangling myself from her touch. I’ve fucked her and plenty of other club whores since joining Dead Road, but my lips have never touched a single one of them.
“I’ll bet a lot of talking gets done in there,” Remi retorts, then whacks Ryder’s shoulder to gain his attention as he gawks at the club whores. “Get in the car, Ryder.”
“Go back inside and find someone else,” I tell Candy as she tries to run her fingers up my cut. She pouts her puffed up lips, thinking it’ll somehow make me change my mind, but I find that it only annoys me more.
“You’ll have to wait your turn honey, there’s a line waiting to satisfy Reaper,” Candy hisses at Remi and it makes me want to throttle her for saying a single word.
Remi takes a step forward, with her legs shoulder width apart and her fists clenched at her sides, as if she’s about to fight. Her face has no emotion but her eyes tell me she’s lit on fire, ready for battle.
“You see any shackles on him?” Remi grits in a demanding tone. “I’m not holding him back. Have at it,” she spews. I almost feel offended that she didn’t lay a claim on me.
Candy glares at Remi as if sizing her up, then bounces towards the clubhouse doors. When I turn around, I find a set of narrow hazel eyes on me and Ryder giving me an evil look. I haven’t felt an ounce of guilt for anything I’ve done sexually since being out of prison until now. If I’d known my family was out here looking and waiting for me, I’d made a lot of different choices.
