“Good enough for now,” I state, standing up and walking away. For fuck’s sake, when are we going to catch a break from those using us for their own gain?
When I make it to my yard, I see Wrecker leaning against my front porch. “Thought you may need to talk,” he says in greeting.
“Shouldn’t you be at the hospital with your old lady and boy?” I ask, using the steps to clear the snow from the bottom of my boots.
“Probably. But she has a guard stationed outside of the room and our family is important to us, Butcher, and that includes you,” he says, sending me a cunning smile. “You’re more than club to me. I told her you’d need me and she all but kicked me out stating she and Stone needed some sleep and me pacing the room was preventing her from resting.”
“Reasonable, considering who our old ladies are,” I laugh. Not a selfish bone in any of their bodies. They are the most giving, generous women one will ever meet.
“You can take the old ladies out of the club, but you can’t take the club out of the old ladies. You and Laney are our family, Butch,” he reiterates, sounding more serious than previously. “So if one of you needs us, no matter what’s going on in our lives, we’ll be there.”
“Should this be taken to the table, Wrecker?” I switch topics, needing to know.
“Not yet. And once Cuda calls her and tells her you figured out what’s going on, you need to get in contact with her, Butch. It’s not that she didn’t want you to know, it’s that when all this happened, you could’ve become a lifer behind bars. Give her a chance to explain everything from her point of view and don’t go off on her. Really listen to what she has to say, a few lives could depend on it.”
Looking upward, I gather my thoughts on what he’s saying. It’s not going to be easy keeping this from my best friend and brother, but if it’s for the greater good, I’ll find a way. “I can do that. It’ll be hard keeping this a secret from Dragon, he’s going to lose his shit when he finds out, but if you say it’s for the best, then I’ll keep my lips zipped, for now.”
“I wouldn’t steer you wrong on this, brother. It’s been hard for me too, but I’ve been shown the outcome if I don’t by Jericho, and it’s not a pleasant future for any of us if we jump into this head first without thinking through all the scenarios.”
“You’ve never misled me, Wrecker so I’ll concede to you on this. However, if I think she’s sinking, I’m going to send out an S.O.S and be her life preserver. I won’t watch my sister drown. And if I feel her life is on the line, those ropes you’ve tied my hands with, will be unraveled.”
“Understandable. I won’t let it come down to that, Butcher. But fair warning, it’s not going to be anytime soon that we can step in. You’re going to have to find your patience.”
“Great. Just fucking great,” I mumble.
SEVEN
Selah
“Is it bad?”I ask Butcher as he stomps his way into the living room. I put the book I was reading down after putting a bookmark inside of it. I’m not a page bender, that ruins the pages in my opinion and each and every novel I hold in my hands and read is a precious treasure.
“I’m gonna need you to do something for me and I need you to swear you’ll never mention it to anyone,” he exclaims.
“Anything you need from me, Butcher, you know that. Including keeping my mouth shut, no matter how critical it is. Tell me what’s going on, biker man?” He lays it all out on the line for me, and when he wraps up, I’m pissed. I know what it’s like to be on the other side of a man’s hands, and considering she’s allowed this to happen in order to keep our family safe, I’m more determined than ever to take this man down a peg or two and get her out of that abusive situation. I just have to be slick about it, make sure that whatever they’ve gotten their hands on has no digital footprint.
Standing up, I go over to my laptop and fire it up, ready to start digging and erasing anything out on the web. “I can make anything on the cyber end of things disappear, but what about the physical copies they claim to have?”
“I’ve got a man on the outside I’ll be getting in touch with tomorrow that’ll be helping me out with that. I’m just worried about the consequences,” he discloses.
“Have another conversation with Wrecker before you take that step,” I suggest. “He knows things we aren’t privy to; he’ll know if you’re doing the right thing or not.”
“I already texted him and asked, but he’s on his way back up to the hospital to be with Harper and Stone, so it could be a bit before he gives me an answer.”
“Either way, I’m not only going to get rid of anything with an electronic trace, but I’m going to dig into the men themselves. Babe, if your sister knows the man her husband hired to follow her, it’d help, but if not, don’t stress about it. I’ll find out who it is and begin unraveling their lives. This person, whoever he or she is, is going to find themselves in the hole both financially and professionally. I’ll have them blacklisted and their reputation ruined before the end of business day tomorrow. Nobody messes with ours and gets away with it.”
“Vicious,” Butcher laughs. “I like it. You’re the perfect woman for me, Lah.”
“And don’t you forget it,” I return.
“Never,” he avows. “Every day I’m reminded of how you’re my idyllic woman. We complement each other and that’s something I’ll forever be grateful for.”
“Are you trying to woo me and reel me in, Butcher? I’ve got news for you, you don’t have to because you already have me hook, line, and sinker,” I declare. “Heart, body, and soul, I belong to you.”
“Dammit, woman. You just made me hard as fuck. My dick is going to have imprints of my zipper on it for days,” Butcher huskily says.
“That’ll have to keep behind the bars of your jeans until I have buried this person so deep they’ll never climb their way out,” I remind him. “But after that, nothing will be holding us back.”
“Why am I always the one having to sacrifice?” he asks, scratching the back of his neck. “You know what? Fuck it, that’ll have to keep.” He points at my computer before stalking over to me and lifting me out of my chair and tossing me over his shoulder. “Tonight, you’re mine, Lah.”