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I hope that whoever did this to her is ready for the war they just brought on themselves. Not only will they have to deal with Trevor and his temper, but they have my boys. I’m pretty sure that those two men from the biker gang are going to lose their mind.

I’m hoping they turn themselves in, or else blood will be spilled.

Chapter Eleven

Drills

I am on cloud nine. “Dude, you should have felt how tight her cunt gripped me. I swear, man, it was like getting your cock stuck in the vacuum hose while it was turned on,” I growl and rearrange myself in my leathers.

Yeah, I’m that guy that can rock a pair of leather pants, and I don’t mean chaps.

Eagle groans and I watch as his head falls back onto the couch.

“I had her lips wrapped around me and fuck, she just kept swallowing, and her throat kept contracting like a boa constrictor every time you pulled out,” he says and pushes the bulge in his pants down.

“Let’s give her a call before Temple starts,” I say as I take my phone out of my pocket.

Temple is our version of a meeting with the patched members of the club. We vote on shit and pass bylaws that the club needs to stay efficient.

“I’d love to hear her voice before the shit we have to discuss,” Eagle groans as he runs his hand over his face.

I dial her number and hit the speakerphone button so that we both can speak with her.

The line is answered, but what we hear has us looking at each other like ‘what the fuck?’

“We did a kit on her…” a distorted voice says, and then the line gets static.

“Severe bladder infection,” the voice states again just before it sounds like someone is moving with the phone.

“A mild case of Chlamydia…” the voice states. He sounds like he is listing infections. Is she at the hospital. My eyes flash up to his.

“More severe.” We hear, and then another voice whisper yells, “OH SHIT” then the line goes dead.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Eagle yells, but all I can do is nod.

“Drills let’s get Temple started. I have smurf balls, and Soda is looking for me to make her pop!” Net yells from the door.

“Eagle, we’ll figure out what’s going on after this is done, but we got shit to talk about,” I state and walk toward Temple.

I don’t have to look to see if he is following me. This meeting is important, and we need to get shit started.

“Shut up and let’s get shit done,” I yell as I enter the room.

“Net, let’s tell the boys what we have found out,” I state, and then sit at the head of the table.

I registered that Net has started speaking, but I don’t hear what he is saying. I have retreated to my own thoughts.

Where was she when I called?

Is she okay? Was she injured? She is supposed to come to the cabin tonight. Is she going to be there?

I am brought out of my thoughts when a water bottle hits my chest.

“What the fuck?” I growl as I rub my chest.

“Dude, were you dreaming of Sweet cheeks sucking your cock? You looked worried.” Carpet chuckles.

“Shut the fuck up!” Eagle groans, then continues. “Drills, man. You need to call a vote.”

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