Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 107118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Before we even said a word, Ky turned me to look at the bottom of my neck. I heard the small angry sound that left his throat. I pulled back and got my retaliation in first. “I’m not ashamed.” I met my brother’s furious eyes. “I’m proud to be with him.”
Ky blew out a long breath from his nose. He ducked his head and ran his hands through his long blond hair. When he lifted his head, he remarked, “Fucking two of them, Sia?” I had to keep my mouth from pulling into a smirk. Because there was no malice in his tone. Ky looked at me from the corner of his eye. He shook his head. “I will say that they fucking took up for you.” I listened as I watched a duck land on the stream. “Cowboy, defending you until he was taken too.” He took a deep breath. “And Hush . . .” He laughed. “Came in here like Hades himself, demanding we go after you.” He tensed, then said, “Told me I didn’t want you to be with them because he was black. Or mixed race or whatever the fuck he said.” I closed my eyes, imagining what must have been going through Hush’s head. “Told him it wasn’t. Couldn’t give two shits about that.” Ky clenched his fists. “It’s the thought of those fuckers double-teaming you that makes me see red.”
“Ky!” I sputtered and slapped his arm.
“What?” he continued in all seriousness. “You’re my baby fucking sister. Now you’re in bed with not one but two brothers, who quite honestly could be fucking each other too. All I see in my head whenever you three are mentioned is a conga line of pussy, cocks and assholes. It’s fucking with my head!”
“Ky, I fucking love you. But you ever bring shit like this to me again, and I’m gonna cut off your tongue when you sleep.”
“You can’t do that, sis.” He shrugged. “Li couldn’t live without this tongue.” I rolled my eyes and made a gagging sound. Ky put his hand on my wrist. “Seriously. I’ll never mention the conga line again if you never make that sound. Now I got a fucking soundtrack of what you’re like sucking dick.”
I laughed, and it felt real fucking good when Ky laughed too. I laid my head on his shoulder, the leather scent drifting into my nose. I’d missed this. I hated being on the outs with him. “How’s Lilah?”
I looked up to see Ky smile. “She’s better. Fucking strong.” He ran his hands over the thighs of his jeans. “She had a blood test last week. She’s early in her pregnancy, but they wanted to check for a shitload of things.” He cleared his throat. “Asked if we wanted to know what we were having.” My eyes widened. He blew out a long breath, then added, “She’s having a boy.” I snapped my head up, smiling big. “And a girl.”
My mouth dropped. “Twins?”
“Yeah. Li said they run on her father’s side,” he breathed, eyes wide like a deer in headlights. “Another fucking girl. I’ll be gray before I’m thirty-five.” His head fell into his hands. “And a boy. Shit,” he said. “I can only imagine the fucking slut that kid’s gonna be.”
I nudged his arm. “Well, you are his father.”
“Yeah.” He nodded. “And with an aunt fucking two men, he’s gonna think he’s entitled to all the pussy he can get.”
I breathed out, then said seriously, “Ky? What are you gonna do about Cowboy and Hush and the club?”
“Club business, Sia. You know that.”
I stared out along the bubbling stream. “I was in Louisiana this past week.” Ky looked at me, a puzzled look on his face. “I met Crow.”
“Okay,” he said slowly.
“I need to tell you a few things. And I’m kinda going behind Hush and Cowboy’s backs here to tell you. But I want you to know. I want you to understand why Hush is the way he is. Why he’s so broken.” Ky licked his bottom lip, turning to stare out at the stream. But I knew he was listening to my every word. “And there’re some things about the New Orleans prez I think you should know about.”
His eyebrows pulled down as I started telling him about Hush and Cowboy. How they met, what happened to Hush’s parents, how he never got a chance at goodbye, and why he never let the Hangmen truly be his family. Then I told him about Titus, what he did to Hush in the past and then only a few days ago. And what I heard Crow and Hush telling Cowboy when I wasn’t supposed to be listening.
When I finished, Ky was a statue on the bank. I sighed, feeling the heaviness of everything we’d gone through lift off my shoulders. “If you send him away for something as stupid as falling in love with me . . .” Ky snapped his head to me. “They love me,” I whispered. “And I love them so much.” I gave him a wry smile. “It’s the first time any of us have truly felt it, Ky. I’m . . .” I thought of Maddie. “I’m at peace now. With them. I’m finally happy, and I’ve found peace.”