Page 21 of Devil's Own: Roughneck

“It’s all these fucking women’s faults,” Hero jokes. It’s all in the family with the Lords. Hero is married to Blood’s wife’s sister. Chaos is married to Liv, who’s Blood’s sister. “Me and Bird—my wife Brinley—we have three now. My boy and two fucking daughters who look exactly like their mama. Wait till that shit happens. Knowing you have years of putting the fear of God into teenage fucks to keep their dicks put away or face an early grave. They’re young and still, those little shits hang around. The problem is, Brin’s heart is as beautiful as the rest of her and dammit if my girls didn’t get that too.”

“Right,” Caity—Dr. Brennan-Ellis—says. “Note to self: Tell Brinley she needs to ugly herself up and start being a bitch.”

“Good luck with that,” Hero says. “Brin’s beautiful no matter what and we have three kids because my wife loves my dick. Brin isn’t the kind of woman to be a bitch, but she’sreallynot the kind of woman to get dick on the regular and be a bitch.”

“My wife’s expecting again, too,” Tommy Doyle says, jumping in. “I fucking love it when she’s knocked up because my wife loves my cock regularly, but when she’s knocked up, all those hormones surging through, when we’re not working or taking care of the other kids, we’re fucking. Swear she wears my cock out.”

“It’s a tough life,” Sarge jokes, and he’d know. He and Greer are creating an army of Lennox offspring. It’s a nice moment of levity, given the reason we’re all here.

Blue walks into the small, cramped space. He got the name because it’s his actual first name, and it’s a kickass name—but also because his hair is so black, it appears to have a blue tint. It’s seriously cool as shit. All heads turn to him. He’s another one of Duke’s lieutenants and is good friends with our club, but with Vlad and Sarge especially. Their women lived at the safehouse in Texas together. That’s how Blue met Carmen, his wife.

He walks up to Sarge first and claps him on the back, giving him a half-hug. Then he does the same to Vlad. “It’s why I’m late,” Blue says. “Carm got worried about things and when Carm gets worried, she doesn’t bitch or cry, she climbs on my dick. Had to fuck all that worry out of her.”

“Ahard-knocklife,” I tease this time.

“Had her good when I left her, but she told me she might be worried again when I get home, so I need to prepare.”

The good humor has to end, though, because we have murderers to catch. As we break, while walking back out to my bike, I pull my phone out to call Gee. “Hey, baby,” I say when she answers.

“Is everything okay?” she asks.

“As well as they can be, considering. I’m on my way back.”

She sighs. “Good.”Good?“I’ve been worried about you.”

“Vlad’s our president. He’s a tough motherfucker. And I’d never let anything happen to him.”

“No,” she whispers. “I’ve been worried aboutyou.”

That gets me in the gut. “Baby.”

“I mean, of course, I worry about my brother, but—”

“Don’t say another fucking word until I’m with you and got you in my bed, you taking my dick.”

“In your bed at the club or at your house?”

“We can go home. You should be safe with me there—neighborhood watch. We got cameras everywhere in our subdivision. But I’ll need you up at the club when I’m not there.”

“What is this, Rough? What’s happening here between us?” she asks. Another reason Gee just does it for me. No beating around the bush. She has something on her mind and she says it.

“I think you know,” I reply.

“Isn’t this fast? Shouldn’t we—”

“We don’t live our lives by the standards of other people. I don’t date. Before you, I fucked. Now, I fuck, but I want it to be you I’m fucking. I want to wake up next to you, go to sleep next to you. Whatever this is growing between us, I want to see how far we can take it. Baby, I’ve never met another woman I wanted all that with. Maybe we fall in love, maybe we don’t. Won’t know unless we try.”

“Hurry back,” she whispers again, then she hangs up. Damn, it feels good knowing I’ve got Gee back at the club waiting for me.

I’m all smiles when I look up because I feel someone’s eyes on me and see Vlad glaring at me. No. He’s not dulling this high. I’ve done nothing wrong by Gia. He might have a case if I’d fucked and rolled—mighthave a case, considering she’s a grown-ass woman and hisoldersister. But she’s in my bed because I plan to keep her there.

I lift my eyebrow and nod as I pass him, climbing on my bike. Then I take off for Bentley and the beautiful woman waiting there for me.

The rest of the brothers aren’t too far behind me.

My bike engine still rumbles in the parking spot when the door to the clubhouse opens and Gee steps out, heading over to me. She leans in and kisses my lips. “I believe you promised me sex,” she says as she steps up onto the runner, lifting her leg over to drop on the seat behind me like she’s been doing this for years. I pull the helmet from the left pannier, which is essentially a saddlebag made of aluminum, securing it on her head.

“Baby,” I say to catch her attention before we take off. She squeezes my middle to let me know she’s listening. “Keep your eyes out for a black Yukon, okay?”

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