Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
“Tomorrow,” he says and grabs a beer for himself. “The guys are gonna go through it all in the morning to make sure we’re ready and then bring him in.”
“Who’s guarding the house for me?” I ask and sit down on a chair.
“Graveyard, Tampon, and Lincoln tomorrow,” Grem says.
“Where the fuck is Poster?” I ask, looking around us.
Last I saw of the fuck he was in the back of the van.
“Poster!” Grem yells.
“Go find him,” I say to Grem.
“Fuckin’ young asshole making me do all the work,” Grem grumbles as he walks to the back of the facility.
“Yeah, rank has its privileges,” I snicker and lean back in the chair. “Also, I’m fuckin’ exhausted.”
“Exhausted from fucking you mean, asshole!” Grem shouts before he pushes the door open and heads out into the night air.
Fuck.
He’s got a point. My dick is almost fucking raw from being with Allie so much.
I don’t know why, but as soon as she got all those memories back, she decided we needed to make up for lost time.
Sex on the bike, sex at the house, and sex in the middle of the night. Then, this morning while Levi was watching cartoons, she decided to see if we could pull off a quickie.
Christ alive, that woman’s going to be the fucking death of me…
And I’ll have a smile on my face while I’m fucking dying.
Allie and Levi are the two bright stars in my life. They’re what’s most important to me. They’ll keep me alive and moving during these dangerous times.
Them and the brothers at my back.
Grem may be my Sergeant at Arms, but he’s also my best friend. I’ve already been workin’ on how I’ll ask him to be my son’s godfather.
Too bad he ain’t hitched, we need a damn godmother, too.
Poster Boy seems even more overly protective of Allie and Levi now. This afternoon, when I told him she was remembering shit, he was almost rebellious when I said I had Graveyard taking over for him.
It ain’t a sexual thing or anything like that. Fucking Poster Boy ain’t like that, I don’t think. He’s too fucking mental for a real relationship. No, it’s more of an extremely protective older brother thing.
Especially since Allie doesn’t let him give her shit. She dishes as good as she gets.
Thing is, I think all of the guys are feeling protective of Allie. When she was first introduced to the club, she had this fucking magnetism to her. It wasn’t a physical attraction or anything, it was like she was the mother to a bunch of crazy fucks. Even back then you could see how she was instantly pulled into the fold. She never went through the sweetbutt ranks or anything of the sort.
No, Allie was my ol’ lady from the start, and they naturally wanted to make sure the Queen Bee was fucking happy.
Allie is taking naturally to the role, too. I talked to Poster about what happens when I’m away and she’s taking care of my boys like a real ol’ lady. But she’s also fiery enough she ain’t gonna be walked on.
Fuck, I’m going to have to be on my toes with her. She likes to fight back and it’s a fucking turn on.
“Fuckin’ keep gettin’ this weird call, Pres,” Poster says as he comes in the back door with Grem following him. “Sorry about that.”
“Yeah, keeps getting unknown caller as the label and no one says anything,” Grem says as he walks over to me.
“Fuckin’ telemarketers,” I sigh. “My home line only rings because of ‘em.”
Poster Boy grabs a beer from the cooler and says, “I don’t think it is. Every time I pick up today, I hear some weird noise in the background.”
“Well…” I start to say before his phone starts to ring again.
“Dammit,” he grumbles and he’s about to answer it before I hold my hand out.
“Lemme talk to ‘em,” I say.
Shrugging his shoulders, he hands me the phone.
Looking down at the screen, it’s like he said. Unknown Caller, no number or anything.
Pushing connect, I say, “Yo, who the fuck is this?”
A whispering voice asks, “Luke?”
I hand him back the phone. “Who the fuck still calls you Luke besides Allie?”
Eyes widening, he looks down at the phone and says, “Fuck.”
The End