Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24160 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24160 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“So this is the reason you haven’t been to see Harlowe and the baby?”
Scout chuckled and shook his head. “Pinkie’s gonna be pissed.”
I scowled and tightened my arm around Lucy guardedly. “Lucy needs our protection just like she did. She should understand that.”
Link snorted and rolled his eyes. “She won’t be pissed because you stayed behind to protect this itty-bitty thing. She’s gonna be mad as fuck that you haven’t brought, Lucy?”—I nodded—“to meet her yet.”
I sighed. He was probably right. I’d become close with Harlowe when I’d been assigned to protect her while Link was out tracking down the asshole trying to kill her. Link hadn’t been real happy with our relationship, and I’d been more than happy to give him shit about it. I had a feeling that was about to backfire, so I changed the subject to what was really important at that moment.
“Look, a murderous son of a bitch is after my little doll, and I need to go take care of it.” I looked at Mac and asked, “Can you assign someone to watch over her while I take care of business?”
Lucy poked me in the side hard enough to make me grunt at the small stab of pain. “I’m coming with you,” she argued.
I didn’t respond and kept my attention on Mac who frowned at me before settling his gaze on my girl. “I’m Jared Mackenzie, Mac. The president of the club,” he introduced himself.
“Lucy Skye.”
“Lucy Skye?” Scout parroted, his tone full of glee. “Yep, you look like a diamond. Perfect.”
My little doll looked up at me with confusion, and I rolled my eyes. “Scout has a thing about nicknames,” I explained.
Her cheeks turned a little pink and her blue orbs twinkled with amusement when she looked back at Scout. “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds?”
“Exactly,” he said with a wide, stupid grin.
“You busy?” I asked him, bringing us back around to the original topic.
Scout nodded reluctantly. “I’m overseeing a run with some prospects.”
“I can do it,” Dax announced.
I was about to accept when I clocked his expression. He was staring at Lucy with an appreciative gleam that I didn’t like the look of.
“Good idea,” Link interjected with a smirk. “I think they’ll hit it off. Besides, he’s single, she’s single—”
“Not single,” I snarled.
Dax raised a brow and gave Lucy a thorough once-over. “Not seeing a cut on her that claims her as someone’s property.”
Link, Scout, and Mac were all laughing their asses off, and I shot silent daggers at them out of my eyes.
“It’d serve you right, jackass,” Link muttered around a chuckle. “You’ll know how I felt when you were flirting with my property. Just think of all the brothers who—”
“I’m taking her with me,” I snapped.
The whole room erupted with laughter, even Lucy was giggling at my side. I decided to simply stay silent and wait. No sense giving them a reaction that would only prolong their bullshit.
Harrison started to fuss, and Link whispered to him as he began to sway from side to side.
I nodded toward the baby, “Cute kid. Guess he takes after your wife.” Link just chuckled and nodded, kissing the fuzzy top of his son’s head.
Lucy sighed and I glanced down, smiling at the look of longing on her beautiful face. “He’s adorable,” Lucy gushed. She must have felt my eyes on her because she glanced up, and her face flushed. “You’d look hot holding a baby,” she mumbled shyly.
I laughed and gave her a squeeze. “You’ll get to see for yourself real soon if I have my way, little doll.”
She blushed, and it was so sexy and cute at the same time. “We’ll be leaving first thing tomorrow,” I threw over my shoulder as I quickly guided Lucy from the office. I took her back to our room and worked on that baby twice before letting her up to pack a bag.
9
Lucy
My lips curved down into a pout as Dom led me to a black truck with an extended cab parked in front of the clubhouse. “We’re not taking your bike?”
Dom slid his hand down my back and guided me toward the passenger door. “The trip is too long to have you on the back of my bike when you’re not used to riding.”
“And taking the cage has the added benefit of letting me multitask,” Hack added. He flung the rear door open and leaned inside to set a laptop bag on the seat behind the driver and a duffel next to the bags Dom had already put on the floor. “I installed a wireless car router last night that will give me a good connection on the road. I want to keep track of all the moving pieces of the situation to make sure we aren’t blindsided by anyone.”
Dom opened the passenger door for me, but I paused before climbing in. “Maybe Hack should ride up front. His legs are a lot longer than mine.”