Page 37 of Ride the Wind (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 8)

Zig put the box in the saddlebag and stood. “You want me to put that in the saddlebag?”

I shook my head and looped my purse over my head. “It’ll be fine like this, right?”

Zig nodded and threw his leg over the bike. “Get on.”

I scurried behind him and didn’t hesitate to put my arms around his waist. From the last time I was on his bike, I had learned to shut up and hold on.

He cranked up the bike and rocketed into the street.

This man was my last hope of finding Kerry.

I wasn’t going to mess it up until I got all the necessary answers.

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Chapter Fourteen

Zig

“The prodigal son returns.”

“He’s hardly the prodigal son. He ran off because he didn’t like how the club was doing things.” Zag finished his beer and stood. “He shouldn’t even be here right now.”

Well, this was not going the way I had planned.

Sure I had figured that the Knights were going to be pissed at me, but I didn’t think they would be downright assholes about it.

They could have waited to be dicks until Reese wasn’t standing next to me.

“Wait!” Meg barged into the common room and marched over to me. She looked me up and down and huffed. She kept one arm behind her back while the other pointed her finger right into my chest.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You think you can walk in here and not bring anything with you?”

“Meg,” King called.

Meg dropped her hand from my chest and held up her hand to King. “This has nothing to do with you or the club. This is Meg Business.”

“That’s not a thing,” Hero whispered loudly.

“It is if you are Meg,” Pie chuckled.

“I was supposed to bring something with me?” I asked. I had known Meg my whole life, and I knew she was nutty as hell. She could be asking for a million things right now, but I didn’t know what the hell that was.

“Ransom and Bear did.”

I was sick of hearing about those two. “Well, what did they bring?” I asked.

“Beautiful yellow boxes filled with the best pastries and donuts I had ever had in my whole life.” She moved her hand from behind her back and shoved the box into my chest. “Where is your box?”

I hadn’t seen Meg in weeks, and this was the bone she chose to pick with me. Pure Nutty Meg to the core.

Reese tentatively raised her hand. “Uh, that’s from my bakery, and Zig has one in the sa–.”

“Zig has none,” he interrupted.

Meg snapped her fingers at Snapper. “Check Zig’s saddlebags. He’s holding out on me.”

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