Page 26 of Property of Stone
He shook his head. “Woman. Stop takin’ shit literally. They gotta prove they’re worthy of wearin’ our colors.”
“How do they do that?”
“By doin’ whatever we tell them to do.”
“Murder?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Yeah, sure?” she echoed, then shook her head. “While I appreciate it, as of now, I’ll need to process thisgenerousoffer.”
Bullshit.“You ain’t gonna think about it.”
“I have to considerWren, too.”
“Wren?”
“My son.”
“His name is Wren?” He fought to keep his expression locked down. He didn’t want to piss her off before he could convince her to move in with some random biker. That random biker being him. “Like the fuckin’ bird?”
“Yes, like the bird.”
“Ain’t short for nothin’?”
“No.”
Don’t react, asshole. No snort, no laugh, not even a fuckin’ grin.“Then, gonna protect your baby bird, too.”
She sighed. “Like I said, I’ll give it some thought.”
“Don’t got time for that. Need someone to help with Sunny now.”
“Then the answer is no,” she said with a shrug.
“Don’t like that answer.”
“It’s the only one you’re getting.”
“You got a place?”
Her eyebrows shot up. “Like a house?”
“Yeah, you know...the place where you fuckin’ live.”
“Yes, for now.”
“What does that mean?”
“I got the house in the divorce but, unfortunately, the mortgage is more than I can handle right now. That’s why I don’t have time to be a nanny for your daughter. I can barely take care of my own child.”
“Ain’t gonna be a nanny.”
“Sure sounds like that’s what you’re looking for.”
“Can’t make the payments?” If not, this could help him convince her.
“It’s a struggle.”
