Page 62 of Karma
“This is not my fault.”
“It’s notnotyour fault,” Undertaker says.
Chuckling, Colt nods. “Phillip was right about another thing. It’s time you start paying for the consequences for your actions. Turning a blind eye to everything you don’t want to acknowledge will no longer be tolerated.”
“Be careful what you say, Nash,” Jennings says. “You’re not in a position of power any longer. And he’s right. It’s time you finally deal with the shitstorm you’ve helped create.”
“You want my patch? You want me to take off my leather and toss it to you? Go out and black out my ink? Will that make you all fucking happy?” VP spits out.
Ky shrugs. “It wouldn’t make usnothappy. Unhappy? I was never great with grammar.”
“Put the motion on the table, Colton,” VP growls.
“You don’t want me to do that.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“Because you won’t fucking win,” TK calls out. “You are so fucking dense.”
Letting out a breath, Colt shakes his hands out to keep them from knocking VP on his ass. “I think you should walk out of this room while you still can because that leather is the only thing keeping you above ground right now. Don’t risk losing your only source of protection because of your pride.”
“You really think you have that much influence?”
Everyone raises their hand when TK calls out, “If we took a vote, who would choose to send Nash Dalton packing?”
“Not even the other charters who don’t really know you all that well like you,” Brock says.
“Well, we like Snake more than you,” Shep says. “Which should really tell you something because he hit our girl not long ago.”
“Don’t tempt me, Nash,” Colt says. “If you have half a brain, you’ll get the fuck out of my face before I decide to put this motion on the table to make sure you take your last breath today.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Griffin’s Beach
Lex
Lex sits with Lucas on the couch. It’s been a couple of weeks since she was released from the hospital, and Lucas still doesn’t want to leave her side.
They’ve had conversations about how she doesn’t blame him. In fact, she credits him for saving her. He did exactly what she needed. If anything happened to Lucas, Lex would have never gotten over it.
“Where is everyone?” Lucas asks.
“Colt took the kids to get ice cream. Don’t worry, I made him promise to bring some home for us.”
Looking at her, he studies her. “How do you feel?”
“I’m okay.”
“Not good enough. Rate it?”
She smiles. This has become his thing. He tracks her healing progress. “I’m about a five out of ten, which considering I was a three a couple of days ago, isn’t bad. How are you sleeping?”
“Six out of ten.”
“Better than before when it was a four.”
“I just don’t like knowing you were hurt.”
