Page 71 of Dirty Dylan: Dirty Dusters

“Nope. Candice said he went into a meeting with Paddy, came out, and went straight into another with Eoin. Anyway, I have nothing to say to him. Apart from offering my congratulations that he’s going to get hitched to his happily ever after, what’s there to say?”

“What’s she like? This cliché blonde Disney princess of his.”

“The only word accurate in that description is blonde. And that’s not me being in any way unkind or disrespectful. ButDisney? And princess? I get the impression if you described Grace Ryan as either of those two things to her face, she might just hit you with something. It was all a bit bizarre. She seemed perfectly agreeable at first. I couldn’t believe it was her mouth those words came out of. I was totally taken aback.”

“So, what’s next?”

“For me to take things one day at a time, I guess. Meanwhile, I’ll speak to Bailey. See if Razr has any suitable properties I can move into while I sort out my place and get it moved on.”

“Maybe the Dusters will repurchase it.”

“Maybe. I’ll get it independently valued, and we can take it from there.”

“You sure you can’t stay? After all the time and effort you put in to creating the perfect living space?”

“I’m not sure I could cope with colliding with the newlyweds. It’s not like I could avoid them forever. It wouldn’t be fair on either them or me. They shouldn’t have to hide the fact that they’re together and happy.”

“And how are you coping with it all?”

“To be honest, I don’t think it’s sunk in yet. That what we had is actually over. I mean, I only fucked him earlier today.”

“Jesus Christ. Only you would do something like that, Jessie.”

“I’m pretty sure you would have done the same thing.”

I smile to myself. She’s right, and we both know it.

“I’ll be on a sex hiatus once more and probably for the long term. And a girl has needs, you know? So, you have to take it where you can get it, especially if it's the good stuff, and let me tell you, Dylan O’Connell is in the 99th percentile when it comes to the art of fucking.”

“That’s way too much information.” I grimace.

She laughs out loud.

“Anyway, enough about him. I also announced in the meeting that you would be resuming all communications with Eoin.”

“Thanks for that.” I exhale loudly.

“You’re welcome. But you did agree.”

“I know I did.”

“Will you call him today?”

“As soon as I get off the phone to you.”

“Are you going to tell him about Molly’s threatening call?”

“I’m not sure. The girl’s inexperienced, but she’s also a liar. That’s a dangerous combination right there. Maybe I’ll let the Dusters find both out the hard way. I mean, it’s not really my problem, nor is it any of my business.”

“I think you should mention it. Just in case anything kicks off. Maybe Eoin can have a quiet word with Roisin.”

“What, and create another owing in his eyes? No, thank you. Anyway, I can fight my own battles.”

“Speaking of battles, what’s happening with Ghost?”

“We’ve offered him and his brothers more money. But they still maintain they want to remain independent. They’re sticking to their guns. Last I heard, they want in on the alliance but as a separate MC.”

“Will that work?”

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