Maybe it was because I didn’t really want to hurt him. I doubt it though. No, Ranger is who he is and called Ranger for his time in the Army. He also boxed and would get in the ring with some of his brothers. One time when the guys from the Tennessee charter came in, he’d gotten in the ring with a guy named Griz.
When I was unable to keep it in anymore, I’d collapsed to my knees, my emotions tearing me apart from the inside out. Only Ranger was there to take it all and make me whole again. It was in those moments, I felt it.
I felt our souls merge together, connecting like two parts of a puzzle.
“I love you, Ryan,” I whisper using his name. Only when we’re alone do I use it and every time I do his eyes dilate letting me know he likes it when I call him by his name. Especially when he’s seated inside me.
“Love you too, Harlow, more than you fuckin’ know,” he murmurs. Without pulling out, this time Ranger maneuvers us until he’s on his back and I’m on top of him. “Now as much as I love fuckin’ you. We need some food and I’m thinking some time in the hot tub would feel fuckin’ great.
“Hm, that sounds good. I’m starving.”
“Good, ‘cause I am too.”
Giggling at his response, I shake my head. “Of course, you are.”
“Yeah, now hop up and let’s go shower,” he commands giving my ass a squeeze reminding me of something he’d said to me about sinking into my ass.
Shivering, I smile and do as he says. Ready to get some food and see where the day will take us.
Chapter Fifteen
Ranger
Sighing, I take my seat at the table.
Harlow and I’d just gotten back from our weekend at the beach and stepped into the clubhouse when Stoney called for church. The other day when he’d called me into his office and tossed me the keys to his beach house, I had been surprised; however, when he explained Harlow and I needed to get away, let her have time to finish the healing process, I couldn’t thank him enough. I had thought of doing something similar, but I didn’t know where I wanted to take her.
Taking her to the beach was by far the best decision to be made. It helped in so many ways.
The two of us spent time in bed and out making each other laugh, at the same time simply enjoying being together without anything heavy coming between us. I’m sure she thinks we need to talk about what happened in the gym the other day; however, in all honesty, we don’t. I felt it and I know she did as well. I took the pain away from her. She gave me that and I felt every bit of it with her.
“Alright, brothers, we’ve got some shit to discuss that needs our attention,” Stoney states soon as the doors close. “Tracker, why don’t you repeat what Victoria told you.”
“Problems are circling at DP. Three of the strippers were let go today after Victoria did her monthly testing. All three of them tested positive for drugs in their system but one also tested positive for having an STD.” Fuck. We all know Victoria’s monthly testing consisted of blood and urine samples. She doesn’t do the drugstore shit. Hell, we’re the ones paying for the shit, anyway. “Not one to take shit, Victoria confronted the girls putting their shit out there in front of the others. Two of the strippers were Cherry and Peaches. The other was a new girl. Evidently, they were being pushed to sell themselves. The guy pimping them out was also pumping them with H.”
What the fuck?
Cherry and Peaches?
Stoney had put them at Dolly’s Playhouse after shit went down with Rachel. They’d been working upstairs for a while but had come to Victoria about dancing. She’d agreed long as they agreed to her rules.
“What the fuck do you mean they were pushed to sell themselves?” Whip demanded.
“This is what they claimed. I had Nerd look into their claims. It’s bullshit about them being pushed but they are selling their bodies, working for a man named Chigger,” Tracker goes on to tell us more about this man and his operation. It seemed he was working his way to try and take over our territory. We may allow weed into our club because who doesn’t like to wind down every once in a while. I know it fuckin’ helps me, though I don’t do it very often. What we don’t put up with is the harder shit. We try to keep that shit out of our area.
“Why did Victoria fire them rather than offer them help?” Venom asks.
“Oh, she did. Only Cherry, Peaches, and the new bitch are hooked. They don’t want their easy supply to go away. Supposedly this Chigger guy is generous when it comes to supplying the women who are working for him. More or less he’s keeping them doped up to keep them compliant to fuckin’ his clients and bring in money.” Oh, shit that’s some fucked up shit.
“What kind of name is Chigger?” Coyote scoffs.
“Don’t know and don’t give a shit. What I do care about is we find this fucker and put a stop to his shit. Not only has this shithead brought this shit to our front door, he’s got it circling around my ol’ lady,” Tracker sneers.
“Agreed,” Stoney nods. “Nerd, I want you to find me everything you can find on this douche. I want to know every detail about his fuckin’ life.”
“You got it, Prez,” Nerd mutters, giving a jerk of his chin.
“We find anything yet on Ezra and his sister yet?” I ask.
“Actually, got a ping on Lavina while you
