Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 92397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Avery cocked one reddish-brown eyebrow and rubbed her thumb and index finger together in the universal sign for money. “Are you getting any compensation for that?”
“Should we be?” She had simply done it for the good of the club. Especially after the club, which technically owned In the Shadows Ink, allowed her to take over managing it after her father retired.
If they wanted to be dicks, they could’ve handed that management spot over to any of the club brothers instead. A shop manager didn’t need to be a tattoo artist. But now Lyric had the power to manage the business how she wanted.
She originally feared that the club officers would put her brother Phoenix in charge of the tattoo shop. Lyric had the sneaking suspicion that Crow had put in his two cents about the matter, too.
Because of that, she had no problem becoming the “president” of Shadow Valley Enterprises, LLC, on paper.
Her club sister shrugged. “I would ask for something. If not green paper, then green leaf.” She snorted. “Funny, that’s the name they were throwing around.”
“What?”
“Green Leaf Wellness. Chill also said that Nix agreed to be manager and Gage will be assistant manager.”
“I think my brother will make a great manager.”
“Unlike a tattoo artist.”
“Did Zane mention who else will be working there?”
“Trick and Havoc for sure. They want Liam as head of security.”
It made sense about Trick and Havoc since they currently filled in at DAMC businesses where needed. “Security will be important. Did Liam agree?”
At twenty-seven, Avery’s cousin was rudderless.
Growing up, Liam had wanted to become a cop like his father, Axel, and his twin sister, Laney. But when he backed out of going into the police academy last minute, everyone thought he’d become a prospect instead, since the DAMC was in his blood. Only, it turned out that he didn’t want to do that either.
If Liam took on head of security at the new dispensary, it would give him a purpose and a guaranteed job.
“I don’t know. I just found out about all of this not an hour ago! Lily also sent in the application for the dispensary. I think once it’s open I want to work there instead of the pawn shop.”
“Why?”
“Why not?” Avery bugged her green eyes at her. “The pawn shop is boring.”
“How is selling pot more exciting?”
“Because I’ll be working under your brother instead of my cousin and my crazy sister! If you haven’t noticed, Nix is hot!”
Lyric rolled her eyes. “No, I haven’t been paying attention to my brother’s hotness. Gross.”
Avery smacked her arm. “Of course you’d say that. Havoc is smoking hot, too.”
“I’ll agree with you on that one.” At least neither of them were related to Havoc.
“Anyway, Chill also said they found an empty building to buy near Heaven’s Angels if the dispensary is approved!”
That wasn’t a surprise since a medical marijuana business was only allowed in certain zoning to keep residents from bitching. It would make sense that putting a smoke shop near a strip club would reduce the amount of NIMBY—not in my backyard—complaints.
“It’ll probably be good to have Rage nearby if shit goes down at the dispensary and the security guards need assistance.”
Avery mentioning Ash’s road name had Lyric pulling in a big breath. Before she could stop it, her expression went soft with the memory of what had happened only a couple of hours prior. She quickly spun on her stool so Avery wouldn’t notice.
She hated not being able to tell her closest friend, but Avery also had a big mouth. Her losing her virginity to Ash would be a huge deal among the sisterhood. And in her case, possibly the brotherhood, too.
Hell, Avery would want to go out and celebrate Lyric’s loss of virginity, even if it was to a doorknob.
Except it wasn’t. It was to Ash, a club brother, and that would make it an even bigger deal.
Avery grabbed her arm and spun her back around. Her eyes narrowed on Lyric. “What’s that about?”
Holy crap, she was busted. “What do you mean?”
“That reaction. You’re hiding something from me, your very bestest friend and sister by choice, aren’t you? What is it?”
“Nothing.”
Shit. Avery knew her better than anyone. Of course she’d know when Lyric was avoiding a person or a subject.
She kept her face as blank as possible as Avery searched it.
Her club sister’s eyes narrowed even more, to the point they were slits. “I stopped in this morning before heading to the pawn shop and Trish said you were late. You’re never late.”
Act casual and perfect your zombie stare. “I forgot to set my alarm.” She added a one shoulder shrug for good measure.
“Bullshit.” Avery circled a hand in front of Lyric and shook her head. “No. There’s a different aura about you today. I can’t put my finger on it.”
“You’re imagining things.”
“No, bitch. I know you almost as good as I know myself.” She continued to stare at Lyric with a finger pressed to her lips. “Did you meet someone and not tell me?”