I grip the phone tighter. “You’ll get what you’re paying for.”
“Good. Until Friday.” He pauses. “Oh and tell Sara she looks good behind the wheel of her new car.”
The line goes dead.
Fuck.
Bastard.
I pull out my other phone and dial Sara.
“Where are you right now?”
“I’m at the grocery store with Amber. She showed up at the house as I was going out the door. Why?”
“When you get done swing by here. One of my men is gonna tint your windows for you. I don’t want CT getting sunburnt.” I tell her the first lie I can think of.
Sara
I am getting ready to get in my car to grab something to cook Danny for dinner. I don’t want him thinking he needs to eat out all the time when he can have a warm homecooked meal prepared by me.
A car I don’t recognize pulls up to the curb.
A gorgeous woman with dark, bob length hair gets out dressed to kill. Her jeans fit her like a second skin, and I don’t think her shirt even moves at all as she walks toward me with black knee-high boots on that I would love to have. Her skin is seriously flawless.
“Hey girl, I’m Amber. Terror’s old lady.”
“Oh, hey.”
“Sorry I haven’t been by sooner to formally introduce myself. I’ve been working doubles at the hospital. I’m a pediatric nurse, but I sell cosmetics on the side.” She waves a hand over her perfectly flawless dolled up face. “Let me know if you want me to hook you up.” She winks.
“Sure, sounds good. I was just about to head out to do a little shopping. You wanna come with?”
“Okay, but we are totally riding in your hot car.” She smiles. “So where’s the baby?” She inquires as we get our seatbelts on.
“Oh, he is with my brother until Saturday. I feel so weird not having him with me.”
“I bet.”
The store I am going to is only a few blocks away, but we manage to fit in some small talk along the way.
“I take it the old lady welcoming committee hasn’t been knocking down your door.”
“The what?” I laugh.
“The other bitches whose old men are Devils Rejects. They have this weird idea that because our men are in a brotherhood it means we should all be a sisterhood or some shit. But I say fuck that. Those women are backstabbing bitches. Stay away from them. Especially Uno?
?s witch of a wife, Stephanie. That cunt is as twofaced as they come. I can’t believe they haven’t been by yet.”
“I met MaryAnn. She seems nice.”
Amber snorts. “Oh girl, I knew when I got out of my car that I was going to like you.”
My brows crinkle. “Um, thanks. I think.”
Chapter 15
Sara