I’ve never seen her so happy, and I want to know what’s up?
“With Viper,” I say, gathering my brows.
“Yeah, he’s the one walking in from the run. That tall hottie,” Roseanna says, clasping her hands.
“I don’t get it, you just met him,” I say, raising my brow.
Roseanna turns to glare at me and takes a step closer. She crosses her arms and tilts her head.
“Roxy, please don’t ruin this for me. I really like him,” Roseanna says, swallowing.
I lean in closer and whisper.
“What about that other biker dude?”
“He’s a mean son of bitch,” Roseanna utters.
“Then why were you with him, and taking his orders,” I hissed, lowering my eyelids.
“I just told you! He’s a mean son of bitch! I was scared of him,” Roseanna says.
My gut tightens; the intense anger and hate for that motherfucker boil my blood. I grind my molars, closing my eyes.
“I can’t fucking believe that you would allow a man, a fucking biker, to control you,” I say.
“That’s easy for you to say. He won’t take no, threaten to kidnap me and sell me to the Cartel,” Roseanna says, in a low tone.
“What do you think they’re going to do now,” I say, shaking my head.
“Roseanna, are you ready,” a deep baritone voice says.
“Oh, Viper, yes, I’m ready. This is my sister,” Roseanna says, smiling.
I turn to look at the huge, muscular biker. He’s cute, dimples and all. Dark hair and green eyes.
“Hi,” I say.
Beau walks up to me, wrapping his arm around my waist.
“Viper, this is my Old Lady,” Shade says, smiling.
“Hey,” Viper says, nodding.
“Oh my, is that for real? Beau Cox,” Roseanna says, smiling.
“Yeah, how are you,” Beau says, holding me closer.
“I’m great, especially since I’ve met Viper,” Roseanna says, walking over to him.
Viper doesn’t hesitate to wrap his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. That gave me some peace, knowing that he’s interested in her.
But for how long?
I’m always worried about Roseanna.
I chew my lower lip, watching them.
“We’re going to get some food,” Viper says.
