Page 28 of Steal

Piston and Natalie both love each other but are not willing to admit it yet. Anchor and I, along with Acid and my father, have actually placed bets on when they will finally give in to their feelings.

“With trying to find that fucker of a father of his, trolling through Brute's phone, and trying to find Cass, Piston is working around the clock, but he’ll get the job done,” Anchor states.

“Yeah, but he also needs to open his fucking eyes and see how much he loves his fucking wife before he loses her, and preferably before next month, because that was my bet,” I grumble in reply, and he chuckles.

My phone beeps, and I sigh before grabbing it, only to groan out loud.

Axel: Just a warning: Annalise sent a package of several different-size dildos and vibrators, with lube, in a glitter cannon to your club. Snake also received one. I didn’t find out until three minutes ago. Good luck.

“What is it?” Anchor asks, and I turn my phone for him to read before we hear a bang in the common room, followed by the brothers’ cursing and the women’s laughter.

“Fucking Annalise….” Anchor grunts, sitting back, and I nod in agreement.

The Untamed Hell Fire’s prez, Axel, has a lot to deal with from the women in his club; they liked sending inappropriate and annoyingsurprisesto their allied clubs.

Last week, we received a male stripper that liked cock.

Shaking my head, my eyes return to the letter, Cassidy on my mind yet again….

“Colt,” Cass giggles as I chase her around my bike with the biggest grin.

“Nuh uh, you can’t tell me you’ve got nothing beneath that dress and not expect me to have a peek,” I growl, doubling back, and catching her around her waist.

Cassidy’s laughter fills my ears, making me smile against her neck.

“I love you, Trouble,” I murmur, and she leans into me.

“Not as much as I love you,” she replies.

I grin and whisper, “We’ll see about that,” before I twist her around in my arms and slam my mouth against hers. She instantly melts against me, not caring that we’re in the club parking lot.

Fuck, she’s perfect.

“We’ll find her, brother,” Anchor reminds me, bringing me out of my head. I nod numbly as my phone rings.

Clearing my throat, I check to see who it is before throwing my phone back on my desk.

“Faith?” Anchor asks, and I nod.

“Ever since Cass ran, she’s been intolerable. She wants my cut, but she’s not fucking getting it,” I reply firmly, and Anchor nods as I relax in my chair, and he does the same in his, both of us not willing to see the mess Annalise caused in the common room despite the brothers shouting for us. Instead, we come up with different plans to find Cassidy, and find her we will.

Yes, I’m losing hope, but Iwillfind her; I can’t survive without her.

10

Cassidy

I bite my bottom lip to hide my grin as some girl who has no boundaries purrs at Tanner. He gently grabs her wrist and removes it from his chest as she tries to lean against him. He’s looking really uncomfortable, especially when she tries to run her fingers through his cropped dark blonde hair.

The stupid thing is that she’s not even on any pain medication to make her loopy, so this is all her. She liked what she saw when he was walking past the nurse’s station, giving the charge nurse his notes on a patient, and the woman stepped into his path. The charge nurse, Clara, and I are watching with eager gazes, wondering how fast this woman will run once she finds out he’s a physician’s assistant and not a doctor.

She screams "gold digger" and that daddy is done paying for her. The fact that she’s here instead of being under the care of her surgeon, who did her original surgery, is kind of proof of that.

I grin wide when Tanner squirms. I’ve never seen a six-foot man look so uncomfortable. His light blue eyes come my way briefly, and he narrows them when I grin wider at him before he steps back from the almost-busty blonde when she touches his face, causing Clara to snort.

The woman goes to rub herself on his chest but forgets she’s popped one of her silicon breasts—the reason why she’s here in the first place—and falls into him. I have to cough to cover my giggle, but Tanner catches it as he glares at me. But before he can use me as an excuse to get her away from him—something he always does even though I have the wrong genitals—Dr. Carmichael rushes into the E.R and shouts, “Incoming trauma, CPR given on scene and en-route. Cassidy, with me, you are taking point!”

Clara rushes to the cloves and aprons, and I’m right behind as I quickly take them and glove up. Tanner comes up behind me and ties my apron for me, whispering, "You’ve got this.” And I nod then rush out, following several other doctors and nurses.

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