Page 21 of Menace

“Beer.” He barked at the prospect.

The little bastard ran to put his beer on the bar in front of him. Twisting the cap off, he tipped it up and drank deep. The cold malty goodness flowed down his throat, taking the dryness that had settled in his mouth and throat with it. Running over his prez’s orders in his mind he knew he had to ensure his back was covered. He wasn’t going to go in blind, was going to put surveillance on the bitch first. No way was he swinging his ass out there for the cartel to target him and his family once he walked away from the bitch.

He’ll have to be fucking careful to ensure no attention fell on them.

His parents didn’t live in Savannah but Frankie, his sister, did. She would be vulnerable if shit with the bitch and the cartel went sideways. He’d have to arrange for a brother to watch over her. It would have to be someone he trusted, someone strong enough to resist her usual bullshit. She was a tough woman, had survived a vicious marriage and divorce and was finally happy again. He didn’t want to fuck with that.

“What you thinkin’ about, brother?” Magic asked as he sat down next to him, taking the beer the prospect handed him.

“My sister. She’s goin’ to need someone to watch her back. Don’t want to leave her unprotected with the crap that’s goin’ to go down.”

“I’ll do it.” Bruiser said as he slapped his back and sat down next to him. “I like Frankie, she’s a good woman, a bit of a ball buster, but still a good woman. And she’s gorgeous.”

Lucky glared at him. “You been checkin’ my sister out, fucker?”

“She shot me down, brother. Said I was still wet behind the ears and she ain’t playin’ with little boys. She’s fuckin’ fantastic.” He said with a grin and a half shrug

“Merde(shit), she’s goin’ to fuck with your head, Bruiser. You be careful around her, my sister likes playin’ head games. She’ll have you tied in so many fuckin’ knots you’ll never get it undone.” Lucky warned.

The stupid fuck just grinned and wiggled his eyebrows.

Lucky shook his head, if the fucker wanted to go there he had to learn the hard way.

And Frankie was definitely the hard way.

He would keep an eye on the brother and extract the poor fuck when the time came.

“Fine. You’ve got it. I’ll let you know when you start.”

Bruiser grinned wide, like he’d won the fucking lottery. “Thanks bro.”

Lucky shook his head at the poor fuck and went back to drinking his beer.

He didn’t have the time or the patience to worry about Bruiser right now, he had his own worries to deal with.

SEVEN

Harper / Joney

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, naked, twisting from side to side. My little bump wasn’t so little anymore. I had a week to go to my six month check point. I sighed as I caught sight of my bum. It was definitely spreading. Shrugging I cupped my boobs and grinned. Those babies were getting bigger and bigger. They looked fabulous, even if I had to say so myself. I’ve noticed the guys sneaking looks when I wore a low cut shirt. Typical male.

My body was changing, changing to accommodate my little travel companion, and getting ready for when he or she was done baking. I had a lot of questions, but not having a mother or a friend I could ask, I kept them for when the doctor came to see me.

I couldn’t ask Pixie because I’ve not spilled the beans about being pregnant, and I couldn’t ask Nika because she would tell Pixie who would tell Remy and so on and so on.

I’ve not stepped foot outside the gates of the compound since I arrived almost three months ago.

Asa was being very careful with my safety.

He allowed me to talk to Pixie but calls only, no video chats. Rider and Miss Squirrel were the only ones he allowed to have video chats. And only because little miss diva insisted on it.

I pushed the two of them from my thought because I didn’t want to think about them while I was naked. It would be icky.

I finished putting cream on my body and got dressed. I wasn’t so successful at not thinking about them once I was dressed.

My best friend was pissed at me.

So very, very pissed.

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