Page 21 of Bound By Consequences
Sumner was where I was meant to stay. If I had to jump through hoops to get to the other end, I’d do it.
Dryerson turned from the view to me. “You talk to that club of your dad’s yet?”
While I didn’t give Dryerson the information I’d found on the Ravage MC, I did tell him what I had done. How I was as a child. How I was as a teen. How I was four and a half years ago before I left. Being in the desert with a group of men, we talked because there really wasn’t much else to do.
“Tonight. My dad’s gonna call in a bit, and I’ve gotta go.”
“Do you really think they’re gonna beat the shit out of you?” Dryerson knew the Marines. He did not know the Ravage MC.
“I’m sure there’ll be some hits.”
“And you want to belong to this?”
I slipped my hands inside my pockets. “Yeah. It’s where I belong. Know you don’t get it, but you stick around for a while, you will. Hell, you’ll probably wanna join too.”
He chuckled. “Not sure about that one. Had enough of bein’ ordered around by your ass.” He shoulder checked me and turned to go back in the house. “Now show me my room.”
On a chuckle, we made our way through the house. With no beds, he was getting an air mattress. Mine was coming out from storage. Anything was better than a dirt floor, though.
He’d get used to it. This civilian life was something we’d both be getting used to.
8
Ensley
“Seriously, not that one again…”Katie groaned as Remy held up the DVD ofTrolls. Sure, we’d seen this movie seven-hundred-thirty-two-thousand times, but it was Remy’s favorite. And it did have Justin in it, so it wasn’t all bad.
“I’ve got this feelin’…” I began to sing the song the movie was famous for, and Katie’s head flew back on the couch as she looked up at the ceiling.
“Lord save me from Justin Timberlake.”
I burst out laughing. Katie was a bit overdramatic. Okay, honestly a lot dramatic, but we loved her. It was also fun to give her shtick.
“You know you love him. Don’t even pretend you didn’t Google him…” She started to talk, but I talked louder, “And … that you didn’t look up if he was getting back together with his boy band friends so you could watch them.”
Her blazing yet teasing eyes came to me. “The Backstreet Boys did it in Vegas. Why not them?”
“And don’t forget New Kids on the Block.”
“Who?” Katie asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“You know the ones who started this whole boy band thing. It’s why we have them today. Even that BTS or whatever you like.”
“They are seriously dreamy,” Katie cooed. She’d had an obsession with them since hearing them on the radio. Living the sheltered life we did for so long, being out in the world with freedoms and simple things like music mesmerized us. Me, I liked the old school stuff.
“Right. SoTrollsit is.”
Remy jumped up and down, then ran to me and handed me the disk. “Let Mommy get the popcorn and M&Ms, and we’ll get started.”
The smile on my little girl’s face could light up an entire stadium of people. Damn, I loved her. Would do anything in the world for her. “Come help me.” Remy nodded, pulled the disk from my hand and gave it to Katie, then joined me in our small kitchen.
“So if I were to crack this…” Katie started.
“You do that and she cries all night. I’m leaving, and you can take care of her wounded soul,” I barked, pulling the popcorn out of the microwave and putting it into a large blue plastic bowl. Handing the giant bag of M&Ms—because let’s face it, a handful just wasn’t enough—to Remy, we made our way to the couches.
Remy sat in the middle of Katie and me. “So… Here we go with theTrolls.” Katie pressed the button to the remote to the DVD player and started the movie.
“I need wine or something,” Katie mumbled, getting up from the couch and moving to the kitchen.
