Strange & Unusual (Battle Crows MC #6) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC, Romance, Suspense, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Battle Crows MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
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I could almost feel the heat taking over my cheeks.

Just wait until they found out that I worked for him now.

I’d never hear the end of it.

“Book nerd and book nerdette,” one of the others said. I didn’t know their names, but I definitely knew their faces. This one was the one with the wife who hated him. I’d heard snippets of conversation about Bram when we were sitting around the campfire.

“Fuck off, Bram,” Jeremiah said. “And stop calling me Jerry. You know I hate that.”

He’d been called it no less than twelve times last night. And each time, Jeremiah’s face would turn all cold and fierce.

“We had shit to pick up today, and she offered to help.” Jeremiah shrugged, not going into the details. “Gotta go. Move.”

Damn, the man was so freakin’ short with his family.

I loved it.

Laughter followed as they all moved, and it didn’t escape my notice that every single eye in the parking lot was on them.

Even Jeremiah.

“Y’all are famous,” I found myself saying.

Jeremiah grunted something that sounded a lot like ‘fucking bullshit.’

After loading the van, we drove to the store, which was smack dab in the middle of town, straight to the back of an alley that Jeremiah said backed up to a mechanic’s shop.

“Is that the same mechanic that got the heart?” I asked curiously. “The one that almost died?”

“That’s him. Murphy. He gave up the shop, too. But his mother and wife were able to get it back for him,” he answered as he backed up straight to a door, without, might I add, a backup camera.

It was impressive as hell, and watching him turn around with his arm on the back of my seat, his muscles flexing and his neck extended? Let’s just say, it was a good thing that he’d given me so many orgasms the night before, or I might just be jumping him in desperation.

“Why are you looking at me like you’re about to eat me for lunch?” he grumbled as he put the van in park.

“I’m just thinking that it’s impressive that you backed up that easily without a camera to do it,” I admitted.

“All these cameras and safety features have really made people soft. I was shown a TikTok the other day that showed a man backing up and struggling to do so. Honestly, he was a pussy. Who the fuck can’t back up using their mirrors? Pussies, that’s who.”

I snickered as he got out, disappeared behind a closed door, and opened the bay door seconds later.

Together we got all of the bulk items inside, but let’s just say, he got three fifty-pound bags to my one.

We were so engrossed in getting it unloaded that at first, we didn’t notice the crowd of people standing there until one interrupted us with a throat clear.

Or, more importantly, I didn’t notice them. Jeremiah, however, did.

“We’re not open,” he snapped.

The woman who’d done the throat clearing cleared her throat again and said, “We drove two hours. Please…”

Jeremiah cursed under his breath. “You got cash?”

“Yes!”

And that was how Jeremiah did eight transactions via cash in a back alley, making it look like we were doing a drug deal instead of a cookie deal. “You tell anyone else that we did this, and I’m gonna come force you to throw up those cookies.”

Then he pulled the door closed on them all.

I was laughing by the time he had it into place.

“Wow.” I snickered when he faced me. “You’re just the face of charm.”

He flipped me off, and all I could think about was, if he gave me half a chance, I’d take him up on his offer.

The grumpy Uncle Bear really did it for me.

CHAPTER 7

I rubbed my butt and pulled my pork.

-Jeremiah to Gracelynn as he gets his pork butt ready for dinner

GRACELYNN

“I’m sorry,” Anisa said, shaking her head as if that would help clear it. “Can you repeat what you just said?”

Anisa was walking through the door just as I was walking out of it.

We didn’t share an apartment. We shared a door that led to a hallway that then split off into two separate mother-in-law suites.

The weird thing was, the mother-in-law suites we were renting were made to look like one big house, but inside was like a maze of hallways and confusion that led each of us to our own doors on separate sides of the structure.

“I said that I’m going to work. You haven’t been here in an entire weekend, so you missed the story of me sleeping with my boss unknowingly.” I picked up the keys that I’d dropped on the floor upon her abrupt arrival in the door. “And now I have to go.”

As of today, Anisa and I would be on completely different shifts.

She worked seven in the evening to three in the morning at her father’s hotel. I would now be working three in the morning until two in the afternoon. The only time we might be able to see each other was during transition from home to work and vice versa.



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