Page 36 of Unbreakable

Bash

We’reseatedinEarl’s office waiting for Mack to arrive to have a meeting about the mole situation. Ryker has been fucking texting away on his phone the whole time, with Kaleb and Colin glaring murderously at him the whole time. This should prove interesting when the missing musketeer arrives. I still can’t fucking believe that we have a traitor amongst us, one of our own selling us out. My attention is drawn to the office door flying open and an extremely pissed off man barrelling through it.

“Fuckin’ keep it up Ryker, and you won’t like what happens.” he growls, dropping down into the last empty chair in the room, thankfully across the room from Ryker. “I’m here, what’s so fuckin’ urgent that I had to be messaged over fifty times in a thirty minute period?”

Ryker, always short tempered and quick to speak without thinking, spits out a response. “Obviously it’s important and club related. If you were gettin’ your dick wet, that could have waited. There are plenty of women here in the club that can provide a willin’ hole for you.”

Fucking kids, always bickering like women amongst themselves. This is why I don’t attach myself to a woman. It’s fucking obvious they’re all attracted to this girl, whether they want to admit it or not.

Obviously Earl agrees with me, he slams his hands down on his desk before admonishing them like he did when they were children. “Okay boys, let’s cut out the bickerin’ and get down to why we’re here today.”

Earl continues, bringing everyone up to date on the surveillance cameras I installed around the inside of the clubhouse and on the property while we had all the brothers out on a run. Not knowing who the mole is and what we now suspect to be two instead of one, we didn’t want anyone to know where the cameras were. The only ones the members knew about were the ones that were placed on the exterior of the building after Earl took over when his father died.

My thoughts continue to drift to the woman who has filled the void in my mind. I fucking shouldn’t have watched her as she taught the girls to dance on the surveillance video from the club. All I’m doing is punishing myself. Fuck, I watch all the videos of her on the nights she works. I thought if I stayed away I could somehow obliterate this obsession I had with her but all it does is incite it more. I need to just fuck her once and get her out of my system. Would one taste be enough though?

I’m drawn from my thoughts when I hear Sam admonishing the boys before calling out my name. All four of them head over to me, and I can already tell there is about to be an explosion between them, one I personally don’t want to be around for. I give them the address for the two clubs and the time to meet back tonight to finalize the plan for tomorrow. Once they’ve got the address, they head out the door, already back to their married squabble.

“Were we ever that bad?” I turn to Sam, Earl and Javier. Each of them carries the same expression as me.

“Nah man, we knew better than to fall for the same girl, especially with so much damn pussy falling at our feet to ride on our dick.” Javier laughs.

We all burst out laughing at his words, because well, it’s true. I mean Earl almost had a chance to have two women, if he had played it right and not kicked Melissa to the curb that is, especially with how it ended with the other girl.

“Okay, well I’m out of here. Goin’ to meet with my cuz, see if he’s heard anything. I’ll let y’all know tonight. See you at seven.” I announce before turning and heading out the door. Checking the time on my wrist watch, I know he’ll beat me there.

It took about forty minutes for me to drive to his house. When he called me six months ago I was ecstatic, especially when he mentioned wanting to prospect for the club. Normally we would’ve checked him out, to make sure he was a fit for the club, but with him being family it wasn’t needed. Hell, with his service to our country we would’ve patched him right away, but he wouldn’t have it. Said he was going to do it the same as everyone else. We decided to use him as an opportunity to find the mole, not telling anyone out of our select group that he was in relation to me.

Pulling up to his house, I see his bike out front and the music blaring from the backyard. I park my bike beside his, then head around back. He has his back turned, flipping some burgers on the grill.

I make sure to move slowly and quietly over to him. When I’m right behind him, I take my finger and stick it in my mouth, wetting it before sticking it in his ear, giving him a wet willie, the way he used to do me when he was a kid.

“What the fuck!!” he screams as he turns, swinging his fists, which I knew was coming. I quickly duck and drop to the ground, rolling around in hysterics.

“Come on man, that’s nasty. Wet willies are shit kids do and you’re a fuckin’ grown ass man. At least I thought you were.” he bitches.

“Yeah, now you see how I felt when you did it to me.” I manage to choke out between bursts of laughter as I roll around on the ground.

“Yeah yeah, asshole, I get it. I was a punk ass kid.”

“Well I’m glad we’re finally in agreement. Now, give me a hand and help me up from here." I tell him as I extend my arm out. He takes me by the hand and gives a firm tug, pulling me up. I begin to knock the grass from me, noting that he’s recently cut the grass. It had been overgrown and way overdue. I look around even more, taking stock of the work he’s done in cleaning up his grandparent’s yard.

“You’ve got it lookin’ good out here, Jace. How’s the inside comin’? I really wish they would’ve let me know how much work needed to be done. I would’ve come and took care of it for them.” I didn’t visit them as much as I should’ve. They were the complete opposite of my parents, so much so, you would have never guessed my mom and his grandfather were siblings. I still would have taken care of the mold and all the damages they managed to keep hidden from view when I did make it over.

“Yeah, I’m thinkin’ about adding a pool back here. I’ve been researching on how to do it myself. I think I got the brains and brawn to get it done. I got the floors all repaired on the inside and took care of the leak in the basement. So a lot of paintin’ is what’s left on the inside now. I also want to change out the cabinets in the kitchen and put in a new water heater. The hot water doesn’t last long enough to wash one of my monster balls.”

“Well, you know I got your back man, me and the brothers. Mind you, that’s with the repairs, not the washin’ of your balls. Think you can wait until we figure out who the fuckin’ traitor is?”

“Yeah I can, speakin’ of that. Man, either the mole is one tight lipped motherfucker, or no one wants to spill anything to the newbie. I know they have no clue who I am, other than Earl, Javier, and Sam. But I’ll keep tryin’.”

“Okay man, the fucker is bound to get sloppy. He’s already screwed up messaging from the server, but was still smart enough to have a phone we couldn’t trace.” I reach into the cooler he has sitting beside the patio tables and sit down in one of the chairs. Stretching my legs out in front of me, I take a long swig of the beer.

“You gonna stay and eat or are you runnin’ back to your place so you can jack off to a video of the stripper dancin’? I really need to get over there and check her out. I heard Ryker has got turned down like a million times by her.” Jace questions as he goes back to the grill and flips the burgers over again, adding cheese to the top of them.

“Yeah man, I’m fuckin’ starved, but I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about. If I want to bust a nut or look at girls dancin’, there’s plenty of bitches at the clubhouse.” I tell him, knowing every word is a lie.

“Whatever. You can feed that line of bullshit to the other’s but not me, man. What’s the hang up? Is it the age? Haven’t you heard age gap is a thing man? Hell, they even write romance novels about it now and I hear it’s a high commodity. Earl has me pullin’ a shift at the bar on Monday night so I’ll finally get to see her.” he tells me and for a moment my eyes see red, but then they soften.

Why does it bother me when I hear the other brothers talk about her and wanting to fuck her, and when Jace talks about her I’m okay with it? I have no problem with him and her. Could it be that if I can’t be with her, blood would be the only viable option?

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