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“Breakneck, tell me everything now,” Scout demanded.

After explaining everything we found, Scout moved directly to her laptop and started digging for me. “I’ll do what I can from here to see if I can pinpoint anything that’s been going out from that address, but you might have to get me cleared to go into the house.”

“I’ll see what I can do. I want to know immediately if that fucker was streaming anything. We are still questioning the nasty fuck, but who knows if he’ll give up any real information.

“Is Kip interrogating the man now?”

I shook my head. “Asshole is passed out. Didn’t even put him through that much pain,” I complained. “Pussy!”

“Where is Kip?”

“He went back to check on the nanny. He’s moving her into his guestroom to be a full-time live-in.” When Scout gave me a weird look, I shook my head at her again. “It ain’t even like that. I'm supposed to go take her out to dinner later. Trust me, if I thought there was anything between them, I wouldn’t go there.”

Scout laughed. “Yes, you would. He’s married and you know he won’t step out on that cunt.”

“Then why did you look at me like that, if you know he wouldn’t go there?”

“I’m worried for the girl. If you two idiots think that Ashlynn is going to take it well that a beautiful coed, who plays mommy to her kid more than she does, is moving into her house, then you’re both stupid.”

“That’s a Kip problem to fix.”

“I’ll get a room ready here, just in case,” she said before giving all of her attention over to her laptop. Scout was a mastermind with the damn thing. She was my go-to source for information because the woman already had my trust. My brothers wouldn’t look too favorably on me using a club whore for information, though. So, we kept it strictly between the two of us. If things went sideways with this fucking Dave character and the videos he was taking, that might have to change.

“Are you ready for things, if I need to tell Tripp about your involvement?” I asked as quietly as possible.

“I’ll deal with whatever fallout comes my way, Break.”

“I don’t think it will be a matter of fallout, Scout. Pretty sure Tripp will surprise us all.”

She rolled her eyes and gestured for me to go away with the flap of her hand. After the way things went down with Kip, I couldn’t blame her for not having faith in the situation. The Savage Vipers had always been a brotherhood, even though our charter allowed women to be members, there had never been one, and that was what Scout would need to be if she got too deeply involved where club business was concerned.

Chapter 12

Nova

I stared at my go-bag. The fact that I knew what a go-bag was should have been laughable. Unfortunately, I’d learned the hard way to be prepared for any circumstances that might arise. The broken bag held all the clothes I possessed, a tiny bit of emergency cash, and any important schoolwork that was due soon.

Truthfully, I turned every assignment in as early as they would allow, so that I didn’t have to hang on to any of it, potentially lose it, and have to start over again. What happened to me, the previous semester when the goons sent by the Williamson family came to repossess my life, was never going to be repeated.

To trust that I was safe and put my clothes into the drawers Kip provided or not? That was the debate waging war in my mind. Eventually, I settled on staring at my over-burdened bag and wishing that I had a safe place to call home where no one could kick me out again.

It was a dream that seemed so far removed from my reality, that it was almost impossible to comprehend, let alone fantasize about. Instead, I turned my fantasies toward the big biker who had dominated my dreams since our first meeting. What would it be like for him to surprise me with a birthday cake and him lying naked with it sitting there between us, in a bed that we shared, in a house that was safe and could never be taken from me?

That was the ultimate fantasy, wasn’t it? It would certainly be my birthday wish for next year.

Only, I knew it would never be a reality. The man of my dreams, from what I’d heard and seen, was not even close to being a one-woman man. The house and bed I dreamed of… Well, they were wishes that wouldn’t be fulfilled for some time, considering I still had school to pay for.

My birthday was in a week, two days before Halloween. I would officially be an adult then. Sure, everyone says you’re an adult at eighteen, but no one takes a teenager seriously. Twenty was the first true step to adulthood when you could officially say you were no longer a teenager. Twenty-one would be when I could legally drink, but I didn’t really care about that milestone. Drinking, drugs, and indiscriminate sex had all been vices that my mother enjoyed and look where her issues landed me. Her problems had dropped me into a sea of uncertainty and an ocean of loneliness.

“What in the hell are you doing in here?”

I snapped my head around to see Ashlynn standing in the doorway of the bedroom Kip told me would be mine. Anger blazed from her eyes as her cheeks reddened in fury. I also didn’t miss the fact that her fists were clenched into tight little balls that were ready to strike out.

“You babysit for us. You don’t get cozy in one of our beds, you little whore!” She screeched at me, which must have finally caught Kip’s attention. Thankfully, he’d come home a few minutes before she did. I knew my being at their house permanently would be a problem for his wife, even if he seemed delusional about it. She barely tolerated me out of need for someone steady to watch their son while she worked, or whatever it was she did that kept her from coming home at all hours of the day and night.

“Ash!” Kip hissed at her.

“Don’t you ‘Ash’ me! What the hell is she doing on a bed in our guest bedroom?”

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