Page 105 of Surrender (Angels Halo MC Next Gen)

Instead, she grabbed a gun off the ground and fired two into Vaughn’s thigh. I jerked and grabbed her. Tucking her against me, I rolled, using my body for cover as all around us guns were drawn and aimed in our direction. On the ground, at Ryan’s feet, Vaughn shouted in pain and rolled too, holding on to his right thigh.

“What the fuck just happened?” Anya yelled.

Samara started laughing. Groaning, because my shoulder had its own pulse but my little psychopath was happy, I tucked her closer against me.

“Why did you shoot your brother?” Anya demanded, sounding fed up.

“He shot me first!”

epilogue

SAMARA

FIVE YEARS LATER…

I tooka long pull from my beer before setting the bottle on the corner of the table and bending. My shot already lined up, I had the order I was going to sink the balls planned out.

The college boys watching and snickering on the other side of the table made me smile. Sometimes it was too easy to take their money. I should have felt bad, but I didn’t. Not when my father-in-law was sitting in his favorite seat, watching. Waiting to empty the frat boys’ pockets when I schooled their douchebag friend.

The first two balls went exactly where I had expected, but when I bent for the third shot, my crazy got triggered.

I heard a giggle.

She was standing with her friends at the next table. Pool stick in hand. Pretending like she didn’t know which end she was supposed to use to hit the white ball. Maybe she didn’t know. But that wasn’t what bothered me.

It was the way she was eyeballing my daddy as he sat drinking his beer, laughing with his brother and his cousin. His eyes were on them. Not her. So she giggled again.

None of the three men even glanced her way. But she wasn’t giving up. I could see the determination glittering in her eyes. Her friends nudged her, psyching her up.

Unknowingly signing her death warrant.

She was pretty. Brown hair, eyes just a few shades lighter. Great body. I could understand why she was so confident. But there had been many before her just as sure of themselves. Wanting a hookup. Sometimes I saw the glimmer in their eyes and knew they foresaw something more. Something lasting.

The ones who were only after a hookup got it easier than the other ones.

Like Berkeley.

I hummed to myself and sank the third shot. Memories of Berkeley’s screams continued to send delicious shivers down my spine. Her family still didn’t know where she was.

And they never would.

Watching the pretty brunette, I could tell she would be a screamer too.

Her friends urged her on, and she took a step, her heels conveniently twisting just enough that she started to trip forward…

Elias’s hands snaked around my waist, making me squeal with surprised delight as he lifted me off my feet. “Sorry, old man,” he called to Tanner as he tossed me over his shoulder. “I gotta take this one home before she throws a tantrum.”

“Was getting bored with these pussies anyway,” Tanner told him. “Night, Sammy.”

“Night!” I waved. Catching the cold glare of the brunette and her friend, I sent them all a finger wave, making sure they caught sight of my engagement and wedding rings before I flipped them off.

Elias’s hand swatted across my ass, and I squealed again. “Be good, baby girl.”

“Ah, Daddy, you’re no fun,” I whined as he carried me out of the bar.

His truck was parked at the back of the parking lot. Only a few people were coming and going. By the time we got to the truck, I was already soaked and squirming.

With another sharp slap across my ass, he unlocked the back door and opened it. I landed with a breathless huff, my hands going straight to his belt as his mouth attacked mine.

“Ten more seconds and I would have had to bury a body,” he grumbled, unzipping my jeans.

I pouted. “I never make you bury the bodies, Daddy.”

Muttering a curse, he lifted me up enough so he could push my jeans and panties down. “I love you, my beautiful little psychopath,” he husked as he slammed into me.

“I love you too, Daddy,” I cried loud enough for the brunette to hear as she and her friends made their way to their car. My release hit me, and I screamed for more as they drove off.

Luckily for them, I didn’t see which direction they turned.

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