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Three rings later, he picks up. “This better be good. All three boys are asleep, and I was busy enjoying my woman going down on me.”

“Don’t need to know that shit,” I mutter as I hear Storm in the background snapping at Blow. “But we’ve got a situation. You and Nines need to get here and fast.”

* * *

“Next time, brother, you come straight to us, don’t fuckin’ wait,” Blow snarls an hour later after Griz finished explaining the whole ordeal with the girl. “Let’s get this shit sorted and quick like.”

“Where do you want to put it?” I ask.

“The farm,” he answers. “We can put it in one of the empty stalls in the barn. No one is going to go there and search for shit.”

It would work. We only use the place when we have to. The people who live in the house don’t even blink, considering they’re living there free of charge. They maintain the property and take care of the place.

“Right.” I nod. “I’ll call Torch and Switchblade to come help load everything up and transport.”

“No, let’s just do it now,” Blow grumbles. “I’ve got the truck with me; we’ll load the back up and put the tonneau cover in place to shield it.”

“You got it.”

For the next hour, we load the boxes in the back of Blow’s truck, a few of them going on the back seat. By the time we’re done, the sun is starting to set, and it’s time for us to get the fuck out of there.

Blow gets in the driver’s seat while Nines, Griz, and I get on our bikes. The trip to the farm is uneventful, and I’m able to finally breathe a bit easier after hearing what Griz said.

I know it’s a mistake he won’t ever make again. The guy isn’t one to play with, and the fact he allowed himself to care for a woman would surely fuck with his head as it did mine when Olive came back into my life.

Thinking of Olive, I know I’ve got to get back to the clubhouse soon. She’s there with Milo, and we’ve got plans.

But first, I’ve got to deal with the bullshit I’d put off because I was enjoying my time with just her and my boy. If I hadn’t had to prepare for the run that is going to have to now be rescheduled, I’d have stayed with her and Milo.

With the last of the shipment placed in a stall, I look toward my brothers. “I’m heading to the clubhouse.”

“Same,” Nines mutters, looking up from his phone. “Meadow’s having dinner with Calyx. Fucker is constantly trying to take as much time as he can with Meadow. Hell, if it’s not him, it’s Gavril whenever he’s in town. For fuck’s sake, the damn man might as well move here as much as he’s been here lately.”

“Nines, you’re just pissed they’re taking time from you being balls deep in your ol’ lady’s pussy.” Blow snorts.

“Damn right, I am.” Nines agrees and shoves his phone back in his pocket. “What’s a guy got to do to get his dick in his woman’s snatch?”

“Speaking of snatch,” I state and tell them about Tessa and Rubi and how they’re the ones who told Olive how to get off club property. “I still need to go over the fence again, but something needs to be done with these two bitches.”

“Fucking whores.” Blow grunts, plants his hands on his hips and shakes his head, looking at the ground. “We’ll deal with them tomorrow during church. Let’s all just get back to the clubhouse and go from there. If a raid is happening, we need to be there and make sure everything is in order.” Lifting his gaze, he focuses on Griz. “You fucked up not coming to me, but I get it. The woman got under your skin. She fucked with your head. You had to get it straight first. Don’t let it happen again, brother.”

“It won’t,” Griz confirms, his eyes flaring angrily. “You can trust me when I say it won’t happen again. I’m done when it comes to having a woman. I’ll stick to the free-for-all pussy from now on.”

Damn, this woman must have been something for Griz to have been into her enough that no one will be able to compare. It’s the only reason for sticking to free-for-all. When it comes to that type of pussy it means you don’t got to worry about protecting yourself from anyone.

“Your choice, brother, but you’re gonna be on the gates for the next month as punishment.” Blow grumbles. “And you can be thankful it’s not bathroom duty.”

“I didn’t say a word,” Griz mutters.

Being on gate duty sucks. It’s boring as hell.

“Good, now, let’s fuckin’ go.”

The four of us head out, and I shift all my thoughts to the woman waiting for me. I want inside her something bad. My cock throbs for the feel of her pussy, but it’s not time for that quite time yet. I’ve got to work her up to the point I can do this, and I’m going to start the next step tonight when I get her in my bed.

CHAPTER TWELVE

OLIVE

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