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)
I looked up at Hush. His eyes shone with happiness. “You never will.”
I wasn’t sure what the future held for us, but as I held two hands in mine, hands that were scarred, bruised, yet filled with so much light, I knew it was going to be our kind of perfect.
Because it would be lived . . . together.
Chapter Sixteen
Hush
“Get on, cher.”
I waited on my bike as Sia climbed on behind Cowboy. I couldn’t wait to have her on the back of my bike, but until my epilepsy was under control, I didn’t wanna risk it. I even went to see Rider. Spoke to the ex-brother. He was training to become a real doctor now at UT, not just one his cult made him into. He pointed me in the right direction. Now I was on new meds I already felt better. But until I knew I had a real grip on my epilepsy, I wasn’t gonna have Sia with me.
Soon enough. She’d ride with me soon enough.
As if guessing what was going through my mind, she reached out her hand. I took it, and she gave mine a squeeze.
“Ready to hear what the verdict is?” Cowboy asked.
I inhaled deep, and then nodded my head. Ky had called yesterday. They were holding church today, voting if we got to stay with the club or not. I wasn’t quite sure what the fuck I’d do if they voted us out. But as I let my gaze find Sia and Cowboy, my brother making her laugh at something he’d said, I knew I’d somehow be okay.
“Ready?” I asked. Cowboy nodded, and we rolled out of the apartment complex. I drank in every bit of the passing scenery on the way to Hangmen HQ, just in case the verdict came back negative.
I fucking loved Austin. Louisiana would always be where I was from, but my home was now here, in the Lone Star State. Sia had told me over and over, whenever my demons came calling to taunt me about our relationship, that Austin was a fucking liberal hippie haven. No one gave a shit about interracial couples, or in our case, threesomes.
And she was right.
It was fucking home.
Cowboy rode beside me, Sia holding onto his cut. I looked at her leather jacket. I wanted nothing more than to see a cut on her back, “Property of Hush and Cowboy” stitched on the back. My dick got hard just thinking about that. Someone to call my own. Something I thought I’d never get in this life.
We entered the miles and miles of Hangmen land and came to a stop at Lilah’s house. Sia was seeing her sister-in-law while her brother and almost-brother decided our fate. Sia slipped from Cowboy’s saddle and pulled him in for a kiss.
I saw all the old ladies come out of Lilah’s house, waiting for Sia. It would be the first time anyone from the club had seen us all together. Sia broke from Cowboy and came to me. She smiled, fucking destroying my heart. She took my hand and then pressed her lips to mine. I put my hand on the back of her head and kept her on my mouth.
Sia sighed and reluctantly pulled away. “I love you,” she whispered. “Now, go see my brother.”
Sia walked into the house. Lilah waved. I gave her a wave back, and then looked at Cowboy. “You ready?”
Cowboy winked. “Always.”
We rode up to the clubhouse. The place was a ghost town. Ky had told us to go straight to church. We passed through the empty bar and onward to meet our fate. I knocked on the door.
“Get the fuck in!” Ky’s familiar voice shouted.
Cowboy’s hand came down on my shoulder. I took a deep breath and walked in the door. I frowned when I only saw Ky and Styx, sitting in their usual seats. “Sit the fuck down,” Ky ordered and pointed to our places at the table.
We sat down. Cowboy threw a side-glance my way. I was just as confused. Ky glared at us, Styx not looking much better. Eventually, Ky leaned forward, arms on the table, and said, “It ain’t against club rules to fuck another brother’s sister,” he snarled. “But it’s fucking bad taste, in my book.” Ky flitted his hard eyes between me and Cowboy. “Bad enough it was one of you fuckers, but the fact that it’s two of you really pisses me the fuck off.” Ky clenched his fists.
The silence hung heavily over the room, so I responded with the truth. “We love her.”
Ky stilled. Styx’s body tensed. Slowly, Ky lifted his head. His face was beet red, and I could see the brother wasn’t handling all this shit well. And then Ky said evenly, “The only reason you’re not packing your shit is because Sia loves you assholes too.” My heart kicked into a sprint. Cowboy shifted in his seat.