Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
“This is supposed to make me feel better? How exactly?” I ask feeling ridiculous that sex is so casual amongst these people.
I understand being a consenting adult, but what about diseases, pregnancy, and well, having a relationship not just an orgasm. No wonder he’s so good at giving them.
“I was wrong. Been to your shop before. You’re always nice, inviting, and seeing you here, in his space, totally clueless to his world, I see how this works. Never thought Rogue could be tamed, but you have that spark. You have him smitten. Which explains why I’m here getting clothes to you. Yup, you two totally work as a couple.”
“We don’t work. We aren’t a we.”
She carries on like she hasn’t completely blown my mind already. “Yeah babe you are. Now, everyone has a place, the dude out there, he’s a prospect, he’s here for servitude. Whatever the club asks, he has to do without fail.”
“And you?” I ask thinking maybe I don’t want to know, but since she is the biker babe Godmother, surely she has some kind of role, if everyone has their place like she says.
“I’ll leave that to Rogue. I think you can gather what I am from what I already told you, but I think you need to hear it from him.”
“But I’m asking you,” I challenge frustrated. “We are women, we should stick together.”
“I find most women, especially recently claimed ones struggle with other women in the club, especially women who are not old ladies.”
I laugh, “well good for you I’m not an old lady.”
The she falls back against the couch laughing, “I see why Rogue likes you. An old lady, is a title with respect, and babe, until Rogue decides he’s done with you, you’re his old lady.”
I scrunch up my nose. “I run a flower shop, I am anything but someone’s old anything. I’m only twenty-eight!”
She pats my knee, “It’s a term of endearment.”
“Well, someone should tell bikers it’s not endearing to women to be called old anything.”
“Oh bikers could be told a lot of things, but none of it will stick. They have their code and live by it to the death.”
Her words are ominous and I don’t like even thinking about Jennings and death.
“Here is the thing, Kings above everything. Forever they are tied like a damn blood vow to each other. Brothers before all others, it’s on the damn wall of the clubhouse.”
“Clubhouse? They all live there with you and the other women like you? How many women do what you do? Are their favorites? I feel like I can’t process what you’re telling me, Kitty. Is that your name?”
“Oh, hell, we need to grab some water, I’m gonna be talking a lot until Rogue returns.”
I get up and head to the kitchen with her behind me. Well, until Jennings pops back up, I guess I’m going to be schooled in all things Kings whether I want to or not.
Since I have one of those snack trays, the premade ones of meats, cheese, and crackers, I pull that from the fridge with the water for us to eat and pass the time. The other biker who left groceries bought easy things to grab and go like this tray.
Before she can talk though, my phone rings and it’s Giulia finally calling me back.
“I’m sorry, Kitty, hold that thought. This is my cousin and it’s important.” I explain as she bites into a cracker while nodding.
“Hey,” I answer.
“Where is the biker?” she asks sounding panicked.
Giulia is not easily rattled ever. Hearing the anxiety in her voice has my heart beating faster and my palms sweating. “He had to go out, I’m with his friends. I’m not sure when he’ll be back. Do you know something? Do I need to call him?”
“I don’t know that you have time to find him. Benny has a location. If it’s the correct one, he’s not far from getting to you. If it’s a wrong one, then you have a little time, but he’s closing in. You need to move, Chelle-Belle, and now!”
She yells about the same time we hear a thud on the front porch.
No. This isn’t happening.
Kitty runs to the door and peeks out the peephole before rushing back to me and grabbing me by the hand. She leads us to the very back as I can’t think. I’m in shock. How did he find me? When he gets me, he’s going to kill me and anyone around me.
“My phone, it’s on the counter in the kitchen,” I whisper as I hear banging on the door. Jennings instructions come back to me. The door doesn’t open without the code, but the windows, they can break. “The windows, I need to get to the panel and hit the panic button. It will close them down.”
“No!” Kitty tells me, “you stay put, I’ll hit the panic. No matter what you don’t leave this closet! They want you, they get you, everyone else is collateral damage, babe. Keeping you safe, keeps us all safe. I got this.”