“That’s great, Dad. I’ll go with you if you want,” I offer. Hell if I’m not practically crossing my fingers behind my back that he doesn’t need me.
“Nope, it’ll be better if I do this on my own. It’s time for me to stand on my own two feet and not depend on you. I’ve done enough of that to last us a lifetime.” He takes a gulp of his drink. “It’s just ice water. I read online that staying hydrated will help ease some of the withdrawals.”
“Oh, okay, well, um... I may not come home tonight,” I tell him.
“You don’t have to explain yourself to me. I don’t have much of a leg to stand on in the way of your adult life. I’ve made enough of a mess. All I ask is that you stay safe.” This is when I put my fingers to my my ears, mumbling because I am not having this conversation.
“Yeah, yeah, go on. I’ll shut up now,” I read his lips, and then I take off. It’s time for me to get ready and grab a snack so I don’t pass out before I get to Decker. Something tells me if that happened around him, he’d be pissed as hell at me, and he’d do a whole lot to rectify it, too.
Thirteen
Rage
Two Months Later
I probably should have moved out of the Inn months ago. Livin’ in the warehouse would be smarter, and it’d be a fuck of a lot cheaper, too. But that would mean not having Jolie wrapped around me like she is right now, her leg hitched over mine, cunt open so that with one small movement, I’d be inside her again. Shit, the way Jolie rode my cock felt like she was dyin’ to have me anyway she could, the same exact way I wanted her. That’s why I’m biting the bullet, staying with my woman, and she knows that, too. It didn’t matter how much work I had to do, I’d ride like hell to get back here to be with her. There was no way I was askin’ her to leave her only home, not after she’s finally getting her dad back to normal, or as normal as can be.
“Fuck’s sake.” I untangle myself from Jolie, while she’s murmuring that it’s not time to wake up yet. She’s fuckin’ right about that.
“Yeah?” I answer the phone without looking at the screen.
“Rage, get to the warehouse. Got a cop there waitin’ for you. Apparently, he has a search warrant,” Shovel tells me, his own anger simmering on the other end.
“You fuckin’ kiddin’ me. I’m gettin’ my jeans and boots on now. It’ll take me fifteen minutes at the least to get there. You got an attorney already?” I ask. Jolie’s hands glide down my back. Never thought she’d be okay with a man on the other side of the law, so to speak, but she is right there beside me.
“Yep, please fuckin’ tell me the shipment went out and the money is elsewhere.”
“Fuck, yeah. I don’t leave shit there once it’s cleared out. You should have a nice little deposit coming shortly.” I’ve had to make numerous deposits into several accounts to cover my tracks. It was either that or make the eight-hour drive every goddamn week. Not fuckin’ happening.
“Thank Christ. Get your ass there. I’m rallyin’ the brothers, and you know the girls will bitch if we leave them too long. And I’m thinkin’ this will take time if they find somethin’.” Fuck, that means I better make sure Jolie has rooms open.
“How many brothers you thinkin’? Going to see what the Inn has available for you guys,” I ask him.
“Me, Razor, and Shadow.”
“That’s doable. About to walk out here in a minute. I’ll let you know what’s happenin’ as soon as I get to the warehouse.” I’m pissed as fuck someone reported it, and I’m wondering who the fuck would even find it to tie back to Diamondback. Hell, it’s not even rented under our legal name. Dice did a bang-up job covering our tracks.
“Later.” He hangs up. I finished dressing while I was on the phone with Shovel. Bending down, I kiss Jolie’s forehead. There’s been times I’ve had to make middle-of-the-night runs to the warehouse per the client’s request. She questioned me once, that was all after I let her know the way the club works and what being an Ol’ Lady meant. A soft smile covered her face, she kissed me, and climbed onto my lap, almost making me late for my meeting.
“Be careful, Decker. Make sure you come back to me.” She sits up, the sheet dropping and showing me her bare figure through the moonlit window.
“Always, sweetness. You’re my heart.” I kiss her, giving her a tease of my tongue, and pull back.