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“You said you were married.”
“Yeah. Leah. Thought I loved her, but I think I was in love with the idea of her. Not who she really was. I should’ve known better. She was a hangaround at the club. Not Old Lady material. I was on the road a lot. She was home alone a lot and bored. Came home early one day and found her fuckin’ the neighbor. I was mad at first, but the past three years have taught me that there was a part of me that was relieved.”
“Sam cheated too,” she confesses.
“He’s a piece of shit.”
“No argument here.”
“I’m damn glad you’re here.”
“You know this is crazy? You’ve what been back around me for like twelve hours and you already want to move me in.”
“Don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. It feels right. I know what I want. What I’ve always wanted.”
Before she can respond a knock sounds at the door.
“You expecting company?
“Something like that.” Jules is going to be pissed but I did what I needed to. I get up and go to the door. As soon as I open it, Pam shoves past me.
“Where is she?”
Jules pops up. “Well hello, sister.”
“I can’t believe you. He fucking beat you and you didn’t tell me shit all about it. I had to hear it secondhand through Roane when he called to ask questions. What. The. Serious. Fuck! I’m going to cut his balls off and feed them to him. No first I’m going to step on them with my stilettos. Then I’m going to start peeling his nails off. I swear. Sam is a dead man. Fucking dead.” She stomps toward her sister. “Lift up your shirt.”
“What? No.” Jules gives me a death glare and I shrug. “Put a leash on her, Link.”
Pam’s head goes back as she cackles. “Real cute. He’s pissed off at you too.”
“Why?”
“For not coming to us. We’re your family, Jules. If you can’t count on us, then who has your back?”
“You’re right. I should have told you. I’m sorry. So that’s why you are going to hear this from me. I’m staying here. Roane has asked me to move in with him and I’ve accepted.”
“You what? I mean damn, Roane. I asked you to look out for her, but don’t you think that’s a little rushed? Shouldn’t you two be getting to know each other again. I mean I had hoped he’d convince you to stay, but this is I don’t even know.”
“It’s what we both want. I fell in love with Jules back in the day and I never stopped caring about her. I love your sister.”
Pam’s lips spread into an evil smirk. “You love her? So my plan worked.”
“Yeah. I do. What plan though?”
She rushes me, throwing her arms around me and kissing my cheek. “Thank you.”
“Um...you’re welcome.” I look to Jules and she shrugs.
“I knew if I got you two back together last night sparks would fly. I didn’t imagine it working so damn fast is all, but I know you’ll treat her right. You always did.”
Link is still being quiet. I know that look. He’s plotting.
“So...,” Pam starts. “How are we going to kill him?”
“No one is killing anyone. It’s done and over. I’m here safe with you guys. I’m not going back.”
“Gonna wrap a chain around his neck and drag him behind my bike,” Link growls.
“Promise me you won’t go after Sam. All of you.”
“I promise you won’t know when or what I do to the fucker but he’s going to pay,” I tell her.
“As much as I’d love to watch him get his, it’s not worth it. He’s not worth it. His father is a police officer. Sam won’t take it lying down. He’d come at the club hard. I’m not dragging ya’ll into my problems.”
“I hear what you’re saying, but I’m not afraid of that pussy or his daddy. Learn it now, Jules. There’s gonna be shit I do you don’t like. Gonna be shit you aren’t allowed to question me on. You’re gonna be my Old Lady and that’s simply the way of it. When it’s just you and me, baby doll, you can be as mouthy as you want, but when I’m with my brothers you don’t open your mouth against me, understand.”
“I hear you.”
“I mean it, Jules. Not fuckin’ around with this shit. It’s important.”
“I got it,” she snaps, and I grin. There’s her fire.
**
I didn’t think Pam and Link were ever gonna go home. Love them both, but I just got Jules back, and I want her all to myself. She’s taking a shower, and I’m kicked back on the couch smokin’ a bowl. I need it to calm my ass down. All I can think about is that fucker putting his hands on her. I should have sent her home with Pam so I can go kill the sorry sack of shit. This shit has to be done right though, and I gotta talk to Murder. Let him know what’s going down. I acted without running my call to Cleveland by him, but I did what I had to, and I’d do it again. It was my marker to collect. However, there is a protocol, and I didn’t follow it. I’ll answer to that tomorrow.
Jules walks out the bathroom with a towel on her head and one around her body. “You mind if I borrow a shirt? My stuff is at Pam’s.”
“What’s mine is yours.” I put my pipe on the coffee table. “That shirt can wait though. C’mere.”
My girl pads softly across the room, stopping in front of me. I run my hands up the backs of her silky thighs. “I’m going to get you all wet,” she protests as I discard the towel separating us.
“Don’t care. I want to look at you.” Moving my fingers over her curves, I inspect her for more bruises in the light. There’s a few places on her thighs and uppers arms. Motherfucker put his hands on the wrong woman. “Gonna put my ink on you. Give you my property patch. Want everyone to know that I’m down for you. You’re my queen. I adore you, Jules. Nobody will ever come before you. I promise you that my love and my word is real.”
“Roane,” my name leaves her parted lips in a sweet whisper that caresses my cock. “I’m scared that this is all too good to be true.”
“I get that, but I promise I’m going to prove it to you.” I pull her down to my lap sealing my vow with a kiss. “Now give me that pussy.” I stand up with her legs around me, arms cradling my neck, and take her to my bed.
Dropping my sexy girl gently on the covers, I drag her to edge, ass hanging off the bed. Down on my knees I pay worship to my queen. Tossing her legs over my shoulders, I cup her thick ass that I love so much, and I eat her good. I eat my woman until the balls of her feet press into my shoulders and her hips lift off the bed. Her sweet juices coat my tongue, her orgasm sending her over the edge. I get to my feet and slide right in that warmth finding paradise between her thighs.