Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“You’re a lucky man,” Whizz said, watching the baby. Lacey couldn’t have this. She was like Rose in that regard. Only the two women had very different reasons for not being able to conceive.
Prue took a seat beside Killer. “He’s so adorable.”
Zero picked up a pool stick, getting ready to join in with Lash and Nash. It wouldn’t be long before Prue joined in, playing against the brothers at Zero’s side. She was a damn good pool player, and pretty decent at cards.
“We’ll have one soon enough,” Zero said. He rested his chin on his hands.
She stroked Markus’s head. “You’re going to be a heartbreaker. God, with the way you’re all breeding we’re going to be overrun with the next generation of Skulls. Can you see Anthony and Miles? They’re going to be big boys.”
Anthony was Lash’s son while Miles was Tiny’s.
Whizz smiled thinking about all the babies coming around. The family events were exactly that, full of family.
“Angel wants to meet Lacey. I’ve told her no. You’ve got to get your woman under control before I let Angel near her.”
“If any woman needs to be under control it’s Tate. She’s pissing me off, and I don’t give a shit about her hormones,” Prue said, biting back at Lash.
“I’m not in control of her. Talk to Murphy. Whizz’s woman kneed him in the balls today and tried to run off,” Lash said, point his stick at Whizz. “I’m not risking Angel’s life with her.”
“Lacey won’t hurt her.” He recalled what Lacey said about Angel being an innocent. She wouldn’t hurt Angel but would probably slap Tate a couple of times. “I said some awful things to her.” He deserved being kneed in the balls. Hearing her talk about Dalton had pissed him off. He’d gotten jealous over a dead man, and he didn’t like it.
“Why do you have her around?” Zero said. “Butch is back to being a prospect, and he’s in the hospital dealing with his wounds. They almost killed us. Devil and Tiny aren’t talking. The only connection we’ve got to the Chaos Bleeds crew is through Eva, and she’s not talking.”
“We’re better off without them,” Nash said, speaking up.
It had been months, maybe even years, since he had sat talking with his brothers. For a long time Whizz stayed in his room out of the way from the club, only coming out when they needed him to be present.
“I don’t know. I liked them.” Steven moved closer to start talking.
“They had no rules.” Nash argued back.
“I’m not going to fight with you. I happened to like Pussy, Devil, all of the men. I for one am going to miss their visits.” Steven shrugged. “Shit happens. It’s one thing Gonzalez wins on.”
“What do you mean?” Whizz asked, looking up at Steven.
“Tiny and Devil were torn apart. We were two clubs that banded together. We’re no longer banded together. There’s just us and Chaos Bleeds. Simon’s going to grow up, and if he decides against leaving us alone, there could be problems there. It’s just something to consider.” Steven shook his empty beer bottle. “I’m going to get another.”
“So your woman kneed you in the balls?” Prue asked, looking way too impressed.
Whizz nodded.
“This is a girl I want to meet.”
“Prue, she was part of the Savage Brothers.” Zero put his hand on her shoulder.
“So? She’s not some kind of savage beast, Zero! God, what is wrong with you men? She was part of a club that pissed you off. You guys got the last laugh. You took out all of her club. Imagine how it is for her, she’s in the clubhouse of the men responsible for killing her family.” Prue looked at each of them. “I don’t know about her, but I’d be damn scared. Scared, pissed, angry, she’s probably waiting for one of you to break the door down to kill her. I couldn’t imagine living like that.”
“Prue!”
“No, don’t Prue me. I mean it. Get your head out of your ass and think about her as something different. She’s a woman who’s alone in the world. There’s no one else out there who cares about her.”
“I care,” Whizz said. His caring wasn’t just about the sex either. It was a hell of a lot more.
They all turned to him. He stared at the table trying to find the right words.
“I care about her, and I will not let anything happen to her.”
“I want to meet her. I think you’ve kept her far enough away for now.” Prue sipped her beer. “You can’t keep her locked in your room for the next fifty years. That’s just a horror movie waiting to happen.” Prue stood, grabbing the stick from Zero. “I’ll break.”
Steven sat close as Killer continued to feed his son.
“You care about her?” Killer asked.
Whizz ran a finger over his bottom lip as he thought about his feelings. “She’s been through a lot. I mean when she was ten, they broke a part of her. She can’t have kids because of what those animals did to her.”