Page 133 of Shattering Nash

Nash lowered his chin. “Jessie.”

She smiled, cocking her brow. “Hello, Nash.” If Inez had a secret weapon, it was Jessie. Loyal to only Inez. She slowly angled her head and straightened. She couldn’t have been more than five-six, but the woman had a presence. She looked over at Oz. “I look forward to working with you, sir.”

“As do we, Jessica.”

Jessie knew how this world worked. She’d been in it long enough. The ranking, the hierarchy. And her place, which washigher than most. Jessie had earned it. She wasn’t Inez’s second, but she was next in line.

Oz turned to Inez. “You’ll work directly with Nash on the details.”

Inez smirked. “Sharing your boy with me, Oz? Appreciate that.”

And the grudge continues.It would never die, but Nash wouldn’t feed into it.

“And the product being transferred?” Nash arched his brow and watched Inez smirk and share a look with Ace.

“Finders keepers, brother.”

Nash bit back his smile. They’d need to iron out all the details. A complex operation like the one being proposed would take a lot of planning. He had no doubt they’d make it happen. Proving once again, the Underground was a united front.

Impenetrable.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Life had settled down.

Thank God!

Charley spoke to her brother on a regular basis, once a week. Their conversations were short, mostly her asking about his recovery. Some days he was more forthcoming than others. It was a struggle, but as he’d reassured her on all their calls, he was going to make it through.This time is different, Charley.And she believed him. Giving up was not an option.

She’d fully immersed herself into Nash’s life, and he’d done the same with hers. Charley kept waiting for the floor to drop out or some type of catastrophic mess that would rip them apart, taking away her happiness. But it never came.

Nash was her happy place.And so is this…

She tightened her hold over his stomach, feeling the wind brush against her neck. This ride had been a longer one. They were a few hours outside the city, taking back roads she’d never been on.

The thunderous rumbling had Charley leaning past his shoulder watching the opposite lane of traffic. They hadn’t seen anyone for miles, but suddenly there were an army of bikes heading their way. They were uniform, two riders side by side. She’d seen the same type of formation with the local MC in Lawry. Somehow it looked a little different. Nash lowered his arm from the handlebars to about a 7-8pm position, straightened it, and offered a two-finger salute. As they passed, she watched each rider do the same. When the last of the bikes passed, she looked back to the patch on their vests.

Killcreek Drifters MC.

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Nash was working on the details for the impending venture with Inez and Killcreek. There were a lot of details to plan for everything to succeed flawlessly. There couldn’t be any mistakes. He tapped his keyboard, pulling up a map of the state.

His door was open, and he heard her soft chuckle before she spoke.

“What? No announcement, Caine?”

Nash stared at the open doorway with a smile. It was common protocol for security to tell him when anyone was entering his office. Charley had joked a few times about feeling like royalty when they did it.

Charley had a newfound friendship with security, mainly Ridge and Cyrus, who’d warmed up to her instantly. Caine was still a hold out. He would protect her at any cost, but he didn’t get close to anyone. It was just part of his makeup and a reflection of his past.

She stopped at the doorway, looking down the hall. Nash knew she was looking at Caine, who was stationed as his direct security for the night. Without another word, she smiled and held out her hand, palm up. A few seconds later, he saw Caine’s hand drop something in hers.

“Thank you.”

Charley walked in, closing the door behind her and opening the small wrapper. She popped the gum in her mouth, making a direct beeline for him. Nash swiveled his seat, welcoming her between his legs. He grabbed her hips and kissed her.Mmmm, spearmint.The kiss ended sooner than he would’ve liked, and as she walked away, he slapped her ass, earning him a sultry smile.

Charley had changed yet stayed the same. She was still the quiet, shy, polite woman around most people. But not withNash. Or his people. And now, her people.Our family.Maybe not by blood, but they were all bound together.

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