Page 28 of Shock

Nova and I will be towing our bikes in with his truck while Mayhem rides his bike home. I’m starting to think that I’m an annoying burden to have around lately. Just one big inconvenience after another. But my god-brothers love me topieces, so I know I don’t have to apologize. They’d do anything for me.

The feeling is one thousand percent mutual.

“New Mexico tonight, and if the weather holds, we should make it home late the next night. If not, Texas.” Nova looks at his phone and frowns.

“What?” He shrugs as he looks up.

“Mall’s late.” Our punctual baby hates not being on time, so that is unusual.

“Let’s get my stuff in the truck. I’ll try calling her.” I open my door and find the woman in question standing with her arms crossed.

“About time,” She hisses, making me frown.

She looks a little green and sweaty around her temples. Her eyes are bloodshot, and she’s swallowing awfully fast.

“You feeling alright?” I let Nova take my luggage at stow it.

“Something I ate,” She bubbles before running to my front bushes.

“SHIT! You better not puke in my truck.” Nova yells over her dry heaving.

He sounds like an ass saying it, but he’s holding her hair and rubbing her back.

“Let me give you some anti-nausea medicine. Be right back.” I jog into the house and grab the stuff she needs.

I stop for just a moment to touch the box on my nightstand that holds all the notes my mysterious biker has left for me. A commotion outside draws me out of my thoughts as I rush to see what the fun is going on.

Nova’s truck is blocked in by a Sheriff’s SUV.

Frowning, I look over to Mayhem, yelling at Malachi. What the fuck?

“HEY! I have neighbors’ assholes. Keep it down.” I lock my front door and walk over to the arguing men.

“He can’t do this!” Mayhem growls.

“Not my job to son. I’m just the messenger. She has to take it up with the courts.” I nod, having a feeling I know what this is about.

“She is right here. What did Dr. Dick do now?” I reach for the papers in Malachi’s hands, and he lets them go easily.

“Hannah Garcia, you’ve been served. I’m sorry, honey.” He looks so disappointed in himself that I smile and slap his shoulder so he knows we’re all right.

“Just doing your job.” He nods and gets into his SUV, where Foxy is waiting for him.

He waves before pulling away.

I rip open the envelope and laugh out loud.

“Wow, that motherfucker has balls.” I read the court summons and then toss the papers into the trash can on the side of my house.

“Well?” Nova asks, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

I stare at the triplets and puff out my chest.

“I’m being sued for sexual harassment, and if found guilty, I face up to three years in prison and register on the Sex offenders list.” Mallory gasps and covers her mouth.

I shrug and open the back door to Nova’s truck.

“I’ve always known you were a sexual fiend. I mean, look at that dildo collection you have.” Nova teases but Mayhem slaps him behind the head.

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