“Fuck you, Colt,” Weston hisses. “I told you we couldn’t get involved. I fucking told you and you turned your back and saved her anyway.”
Roper steps closer and places his hand on Weston’s shoulder to push him slightly back and take his place to get into my face. “When you left our old ladies asked us to help search for her. They want to keep her away from her brother too. It’s why I ended up at the junkyard since it’s one of the places she knows from the lunch deliveries she helps your sister with. I did a sweep through this morning, you idiot. I noticed the extra cube of scrap metal as your sister’s car right away.”
A sigh rips from my chest. “Fine. I know how it looked, and I don’t fucking care what you might think. I damn well have my priorities straight, I don’t carry any regret and I’d do it again to keep everyone safe. I repeat…I needed all of you to give an honest reaction, then I had to check on Kadence since I had her gagged and cuffed. I was going to explain everything later, but I damn well couldn’t do it right then and there. And I ain’t going to make excuses for keeping my old lady safe…all while putting all of you first. I mentioned the gagged and–”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Weston grumbles. “Do you have that wildcat still gagged and restrained?”
“I was about to eat her pussy but you guys felt the need to come here and scold my ass before I had the chance to fill you guys in. Because I really didn’t think she would agree to be my old lady this quickly.”
“She agreed?” Roper’s eyes bulge.
Weston is giving me a smirk. “She’s up to something. I hope she cuffs and gags you in your sleep and shoves a large dildo up your ass.”
“Jeez, thanks for the well wishes. Fuckin’ awesome, Prez. Quite the imagination you have there,” I grumble and clear my throat to think of a way to turn the discussion back to the matter at hand. “Are we keeping it under wraps for now? I want her brother thinking she’s on the run and stall to let time pass long enough for him to get desperate. Then I’ll offer him money and a piece of property I bought a few months ago as an investment. I told my old lady I’ll buy her freedom and that’s exactly what I intend to do.”
Weston rubs a hand over the back of his neck. “That actually sounds like something he’d jump to. It’s an easy fix and it will save his MC. But there’s only one problem.”
“I’ll end that fucking problem with a bullet if he comes near her again,” I growl, knowing exactly what Weston is thinking about.
“Maybe Rowen might end the problem himself. Cannon was the one who let those two fuckers follow him, resulting in an attack on us. Your sister, one of our club’s old ladies, was shot in the leg for fuck’s sake and you, Ledger, or Kadence could have died. Not to mention Rowen was sloppy and pulled your sister unwillingly into a damn murder witness when he took care of a rat on club grounds. Your sister being in the wrong place at the wrong time was his fucking fault. That fucker owes us,” Weston says, the anger in his words surprises me but it’s a warm welcome instead of where we were a mere moment ago.
“Are we okay?” I ask, needing to know they are aware I acted in the best interest of all of us.
“You’re going to keep her here in your cabin for at least a week before we tell the old ladies. Me, Roper, Alfie, and you will meet up tomorrow morning and discuss everything again to make sure we’re not overlooking things.”
I quickly nod in agreement. “You got it, Prez.”
“I wonder which of the old ladies will figure it out before that week is up.” Roper chuckles. “My money is on my old lady.”
“What? No way, his sister will figure it out. She’s pissed at him and will come over to chew his head off. Mayven will figure it out within three days for sure.” Weston laughs.
“Are we taking bets? What the fuck, assholes? Get the hell out of my cabin and I’ll see you guys in the morning. I have to get back to my old lady.” I grab both their leather cuts at the shoulder and give them a firm shove in the direction of the door. “Out.”
“Tomorrow, Colt,” Weston warns before he leaves.
I lock up after them and head for the bedroom. Opening the hatch, I call out for Kadence to let her know it’s safe. No need for her to stay in the bunker. My Prez and VP will make sure no one comes near my cabin so we might as well enjoy the normality of my home. I offer her my hand when she’s reached the top of the stairs.
“Are you sure it’s okay for me to–” She gasps and holds her hand close to my face. “Oh my God. What happened?”
“My Prez and VP found out before I could get them up-to-date about my plan.” I shrug and lock the hatch, turning on my heels to head for the kitchen. “I need a beer.”
“You and me both,” Kadence huffs and I hear her footsteps behind me.
I grab a bottle and pop open the cap by holding it to the edge of the counter and give a smack on my hand,
