Page 150 of Gunner

Finally, Cash stood, shaking his head at Haizley, and I saw her shoulders slump. When he moved to leave the room, I stepped in front of him.

“Don’t fucking hurt my woman,” I warned.

“Fuck off, Gunner.” He shoulder-checked me as he left the room, and I looked at Haizley. She shook her head at me and turned to face the others.

“FINE!” Blade yelled.

Looking over, I saw the biggest shit-eating grin on Beck’s face. She’d won. We all knew she would. Blade would learn one of these days that arguing with her was pointless.

The women started grabbing their coats, and Blade pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“Who are you calling?” Beck asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

He gave her his own shit-eating grin and walked away.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” she called out.

We all laughed. How those two had stopped fighting long enough to get pregnant we had no idea, other than maybe the constant bickering was foreplay to them.

“You had to know he was gonna call him,” Ryder pointed out.

Beck turned a glare on him, and Ellie spoke up.

“Don’t get involved, Ryder.” Turning to Beck, she whispered, “Call Maureen.”

Beck was once again smiling and pulling her phone out.

“Haizley, are you coming?” Sam asked.

She glanced at me, and I nodded. Everything changed last night. The way she completely surrendered to what was happening between us and submitted to me was so fucking hot.I knew, given time, it would bleed over to outside the bedroom. The fact that it was already happening made my dick twitch in my jeans, and when I reached down to adjust myself, I saw her lips twitch. She knew what she did to me.

“I’d love to.” She slipped her arms back into her coat and turned back to the bar. “How about you, Amber?”

“No,” King answered for her, and Haizley frowned.

I saw the slightest drop of Amber’s shoulders and she sighed.

“I’m good.” She smiled at the girls, trying to hide her disappointment, but my woman wasn’t easily fooled.

“King, can I talk to you a minute?” Haizley asked.

The two of them walked into church and shut the doors. There were a few raised voices, and I knew they were arguing. When I heard the voices get louder, I made my way over just as the doors flew open.

“Amber,” King called out. “Would you like to go out with the girls?”

Everyone in the room froze.

You could have heard a pin drop in the silence.

My woman had somehow gone up against the most stubborn man I had ever met in my life and won.

“What?” Amber asked, confused. Well, I know I was, and I figured every other brother in the room was too.

“If you would like to go out with the girls, you can,” King conceded.

“Oh, Amber, yes. Come with us. Please.” Aspen ran over, taking Amber’s hands in hers.

“Um, ok.” Eyeing King, she asked, “Are you sure?”

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