Page 26 of Silver Spoon MC Collection: Loni's Crew

This entire shit show started with Playboy’s dumbass father. When Vincent Romano attempted to cover up his chemical dumping, he hopped into bed with a shady as fuck lawyer who was also a lackey for the Hell’s Vipers MC. Old, stupid shit Romano couldn’t clean up his mess above board, so he decided to play dirty using the outlaw MC. Once he realized their methods were going to get someone killed, he begged Cash’s grandfather for help without disclosing all his misdeeds. His dumbass decisions led to Montoya Investments getting caught up in all the shit. Fortunately for everyone involved, Playboy’s dad died and all the skeletons came roaring out of Romano’s closet. Cash and Playboy worked together to bring Romano above board and managed to bring the large company back from the brink. The attorney lost his job at Fifth’s law firm, and Playboy cut all ties between the Hell’s Vipers and Romano International Shipping, and the other MC didn’t receive the payments Vincent and the attorney promised.

After Kyra’s attack, Giant and Hacker used some of their shadier contacts to investigate the incident. They found that it all came back to the Hell’s Viper’s grudge against us and Montoya Investments for stepping into their lucrative deal with Vincent Romano. They intended to kidnap Hadley for leverage over Cash but canned the whole mission when they discovered they’d jumped the wrong twin. What a fucking mess. The fuckers are still out there, and I’m about to lose my mind with worry over the possibility of my woman getting hurt in the crossfire. Cash and Hadley moved into the compound so Rulie and Gloria can keep an eye on her. He’s mainly working from home because he can’t take the stress of leaving his pregnant wife.

“How do you want to handle this shit?”

“We need to figure out what the fuck they’re trying to do before we react and make an even bigger mess.” I know he’s right, but sitting back and twiddling my thumbs is against my nature.

“How do you plan to do that?”

“I’ve got Giant and Hacker working on it. Zeke is going to head over to the shop and help Todd keep an eye on things. I just wanted to update you before you heard about it and freaked the fuck out on me.” My brother knows this shit has me on edge already. “Why don’t you bring Kyra over to the clubhouse tonight for dinner, and we can discuss everything?”

“We’ll be there.” I hang up and text my girl the plans. She sends me back a thumbs up and my heart eases a little. Next, I message Zeke and remind him that I’ll cut his dick off if anything happens to my woman.

My woman’s insistence on working in Silver Spoon Falls while I’m all the way out at the ranch is driving me fucking nuts. Brady is in the wind, and we still have no idea what the unpredictable outlaw club will do next. Cash, Hadley, and I are trying to convince Kyra to hire extra help and work less. Hopefully, my stubborn woman takes our advice. I would lose my mind if anything happened to her.

I smile when I find the alarm set. That was a fight and a half. Kyra stubbornly refused to use the fucking security system while insisting that she’s safe out here on the ranch with me and all the ranch hands roaming around. It took some time, but I managed to persuade her that I can’t concentrate on my work if I’m worried about her. She finally gave in and promised to use it. Although I trust all the ranch hands, I’ve been fooled before, and I won’t allow anything to happen to my girl. After knocking the dirt and cow shit from the bottom of my boots, I kick them off in the mudroom. I pull my filthy shirt over my head and toss it into the laundry room basket as I walk by.

Taking the stairs two at a time, I push the bedroom door open. My ears perk up when I hear the water running. I see Kyra’s clothes in a pile next to the bathroom door and grin. Looks like I can get clean and dirty at the same time. Score!

I rip off the rest of my clothes and step into the shower with my woman. Kyra jumps and blows out her breath. “Make noise.” She wraps her soft arms around my waist and leans up to kiss me. Her silky, wet curves melt against my body, turning my cock to stone instantly.

“Sorry.” I bite her plump bottom lip. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“I know how you can make it up to me.” She caresses my lower back before sliding her soft hands over my ass cheeks and giving them a squeeze. All the blood in my body rushes straight to my erection.

“Anything to make you happy.” I lift her, and she wraps her silky legs around my hips. My cock zeroes in on her tight hole and slides into heaven.

Her breath puffs against the side of my neck as I pound into her. I press on her hard little clit and feel her silky walls convulse around my cock. A few thrusts later, I lock my knees and come until the room darkens around me. Leaning against the cold marble keeps me conscious as my heart pounds out of control. I let her slide down my body, but I don’t completely let her go.

“I love you.” I push her wet hair away from her gorgeous face and smile down at her.

“I love you, too.” She kisses my chin. “But we need to hurry. Cash is making ribs.”

“And his ribs are better than mine?” I tease. Everyone knows my brother makes the best barbecue ever.

“Come on, I’m hungry.” She tosses me the soap and a washcloth without answering. I’ll have to work harder at my cooking. There’s no way I’ll let some other man impress her with his cooking.

CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT

KYRA

“Did you ask Rachel if she wants full-time hours?” My twin sips her lemonade as we sit on the clubhouse’s back patio watching Landon and Cash argue over whether it’s time to put the sauce on the meat.

“She wants it.” I blow out my breath. I know Landon still worries about me after the attack. My sister and Cash suggested that we hire one full-time and two more part-time employees to reduce my hours. Devin graduated from high school in May and she’s looking for more hours. I give her first choice of the available hours before filling the rest with our new employees. I’ll continue keeping the books and working one or two days a week at Petal Pushers. “Mrs. Lancaster’s niece wants one of the part-time positions.”

My twin claps her hands together. “Yay. We only have to find one more part-time employee.”

Landon walks over and places his huge palm across the back of my neck, sending goosebumps zinging along my spine. “Do you want something to drink?” He points at my empty glass and smiles down at me.

“Yes, please.” I smile back.

“Good, grab me a beer while you’re getting yours.” I narrow my eyes at him and push back from the table.

He laughs. “I’m just joking.” Landon kisses the tip of my nose. “What do you want?”

I decide to replace my Diet Coke with a margarita, and my sister groans, “Are you really going to drink that next to me when I can’t have alcohol?”

Giving in, I ask Landon to grab me another Diet Coke. “You owe me,” I tell my pouting twin.

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