Oh boy, Shadow isn’t just mad on my behalf, nope he’s pissed.
“Kitten, you want to talk to your dad, you do it in person. I’ll call him to set it up. He can come here and when you two talk I’m right there with you. You need to tell him everything you just told me. I’m also going to have Nerd look into all of this. Considering we didn’t know any of this before now, we haven’t been able to track down the goose egg we needed for answers. As of now, Luna, you let that shit out of your head, it’s now on my shoulders instead and I’ll take that for you same as everything else. Remember nothing touches you,” he murmurs, leaning in to brush his lips against my own.
“Okay,” I whisper against his lips as I release a shuttered breath. Pulling away a bit, I give him a smile as I give him the words I had yet to return out loud. “I love you, David.”
“Fuck me, Kitten, love you too. But you got some shitty timing, since we’re in a restaurant and I’m not going to fuck you in the bathroom,” he rasps, gravelly.
Giggling, I lean in and press my lips against his to give him a placating peck. Only Shadow didn’t have the same thoughts. Instead he slides his fingers into my hair as he captures my mouth in a show of possession that leaves me wanting more of him.
Breaking his lips from mine, Shadow grins knowingly at me. “Eat, Kitten. We still have to get to the clubhouse. I have church and then we’ll go home, and I’ll show you exactly what you do to me,” he states before moving back to his seat across from me and digs into his steak.
Oh boy, I can’t wait.
Chapter Eight
Shadow
After hearing everything Luna said the other day at Marshall’s, I’d informed my brothers during church what she’d related to me. Nerd immediately got on his computer and started doing his thing.
Stoney did me a favor and reached out to Hammer, in order to speak with Devore. During church, they’d all agreed with me to keep any suspicions about Devore meeting with his daughter away, we’d make it seem like a meeting with the club instead. Have Hammer get him to meet him up here in order to speak about products.
Devore agreed to this and said his sons would be coming with him.
This I didn’t really want but I know Luna’s brothers love her and wouldn’t want to miss this shot at seeing their sister.
Sometimes it sends a pang of hurt through me at the thought she has her brothers she’s able to see, whereas mine is in the ground thanks to some asshole speeding down some backroad.
Sure, Daniel was drunk and stumbled backwards into the road while we’d been trying to get the truck out of the ditch but still the asshole was speeding when he’d rounded that bend. Even if he hadn’t hit my brother and we’d still been in the truck, the guy would have collided head on with us.
Sitting outside the school on my bike waiting for Luna to finish up for the day, I open my phone to shoot her a text only to have the damn thing vibrate with an incoming text.
Stoney: They’re here.
Fuckin’ great.
I won’t have time now to take my woman home and show her the errors of her way for leaving the bed this morning without waking me. She knows better. I like having her wake me when she gets up. Same as I like us showering together.
Me: Soon as she’s done, we’ll be on the way.
Stoney: Be prepared. These men are pissed we haven’t said shit yet. But Victoria is here and she’s in one of her moods. You know she and the others are protective of your ol’ lady. She didn’t like the fact she didn’t know they were coming until they got here.
Me: Fuckin’ great. Tell the PIMA to chill the fuck out.
Stoney: You tell her yourself.
Chuckling, I shake my head. A pissed off Victoria is just as bad if not worse than an emotionless one.
Swiping Prez’s name to the side I make a group chat with Tracker and Stoney.
Me: Tell the PIMA to cool it. She don’t need to make things worse before I even get Luna there.
Tracker: LMFAO, you tell her that shit yourself.
Stoney: He’s looking to be handed his balls.
Me: Prez, my balls will stay firmly attached. PIMA just needs a lesson in listening to her fuckin’ ol’ man.
Tracker: What do you have in mind?
Me: Get a cane. Or use your hand. Either way spank her ass until she’s begging you to fuck her, then tie her ass to the bed and leave the room. She’ll learn quick not to go against you again.
Stoney: Fuck I need to do this shit myself.
Tracker: Ordering that shit now.
These two fuckers are hilarious when they want to be. They can also be scary as well. The two of them are not in their positions for shits and giggles. Stoney and Tracker have no problem getting their hands dirty when need be.
Glancing up I catch a glimpse of my woman heading in my direction. A smile on her face. Fuck, I don’t want her to stop smiling, but I know the moment I tell her it’s time, she’ll not only lose it but she’ll start panicking.
Preparing to tell her as I wait for her to make it the rest of the way to me, I glance back at my phone.
Me: Be there in ten.
Shoving my phone in my pocket, I lift my head just in time. I reach out and pull Luna into my arms and press my mouth against hers giving her a kiss that will leave her breathless.
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