Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
We knew the dangers that lurked within society. We knew that the cop everyone trusted could be the shadiest mother fucker on the planet. We knew that the town’s mayor could be dealing in the skin trade.
We’d seen and heard about it all.
Those that were trusted the most were normally the ones that were the most dangerous.
And we protected our clients from everyone, including those they thought they could trust.
I walked over to the coffee counter and shoved my hands in my pockets, waiting for her to finish whatever she was doing. I wasn’t ever in a rush when I came in here. Used to drive Scorpion, the president of our charter, nuts when he first had to start waiting for me to get back to the clubhouse to start church, but now, he was used to it.
But some days, I was pretty sure he wanted to come down here and beg Sophia to give me a chance so he could restore some order to me, his vice president. Even I had to admit, some days, my head was up in the clouds. But I was a hopeless romantic. Life might have hardened every other part of me, but it had never killed the guy who wanted to be in love. To be someone’s purpose. To give someone a reason to smile.
The guys used to give me shit for it all the time, but I was pretty sure they were at the point they wanted it, too. We were all getting old, and we all had enough money to fill a fucking lake each, but we had no one to share it with. And watching Scorpion and Jessica raise a kid together left the rest of us wondering what the hell we were really doing with our lives.
“Regular?” Sophia asked, yanking me out of my head.
I blinked, then nodded as she rounded the counter. “Yeah, my regular is fine. Thanks.” I watched her, running my eyes over her curvy figure, lingering on her ass a little too long for decency. But fuck, it was a great ass. One of these days, I was going to get a handful of it, and I couldn’t wait.
I was going to worship her like she was my own personal temple.
“Any chance you might agree to a date?” I asked her this every fucking day I came in here like a broken record, but I was hoping one of these days, she might cave or just finally have enough of me asking and give me what I wanted.
I knew I should’ve respected her answer the first time, but just because I was a hopeless romantic didn’t mean I wasn’t also a fucking caveman. Because I was. I would do just about anything in the world to get what I wanted.
And damn, if I didn’t want her.
She scowled at me, her eyes darkening with a bit of anger. “Chase, how many times do I have to tell you no before you get it? I will never date you. I will never be interested in you. You’re a criminal. I have no interest in the likes of you.”
I grinned—couldn’t fucking help it. That sassy attitude of hers would never fail to make me crave her like an addict.
I handed her a ten and grabbed my coffee off the counter when she set it down. “You’ll change your mind one day, cupcake. I know you will.” I winked at her and backed up from the counter as she glared at me. “Keep the change.”
With that, I spun on my heel. My phone rang as I reached the door, Scorpion’s name on the burner.
Fuck. He never disturbed my coffee time—or well, Sophia time—unless it wasn’t important.
“Yeah?” I asked, pausing before I walked out the door.
“Need you at the clubhouse for church. Emergency meeting.”
Shit.
“On my way.”
I hung up the phone and shoved it in my pocket as I headed out the door to my bike. Emergency church wasn’t ever good news. It usually meant some shit was happening with one of the charters, and if it was the mother charter, God help us all. We would all get dragged into a fucking war, whether it was our charter’s beef or not.
“What’s going on?” I asked as soon as I walked into the chapel, my lukewarm coffee in my hands. I hated when I didn’t get to enjoy Sophia’s hard work when it was piping hot.
Scorpion scratched at his beard. It was badly in need of a trim. No doubt, Jessica was already haggling him about it.
“Johnston is facing trouble, and he needs extra guns quickly. Half of you are riding up there, and you need to fucking be careful. Chase, you and Halo are in charge. Clear the run route with him. You leave tonight. I expect you to be at the mother charter before sunrise. Understand?”