Page 93 of Tank’s Weakness

I shake my head. “You and Bear. He loves the forbidden, preachers’ daughters, good girl types.”

“That’s so funny to me. All of you guys are brothers and similar in so many ways, but your tastes are all different.” Jane laughs lightly.

“We all like our own things,” I murmur, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

“Really? What is your kink then?” Sloane asks, sitting forward as if she were really interested.

“He likes to wear panties,” Jagger jokes.

“Projecting much, Jag?” Delaney pipes in, raising her brow.

Everyone laughs, making Jagger glare at us.

“Fine, maybe not panties, but I know he likes when you wear the pants,” Jagger says, daring us to deny it.

Fucker pays closer attention than I’d like.

Then again, this is my family. I trust them.

“Jagger,” Delaney starts, about to defend me, but I pat her leg.

“He’s right. I enjoy being dominated. Specifically by Laney,” I admit, waiting for the group’s response.

“I knew it,” Jagger whispers, almost to himself.

Sloane smiles wide. “Wait, so you like her taking control? Ordering you around? Like tying you up and shit? Oh fuck, that’s hot.”

“Trouble,” Gunner growls.

“Oh hush, it is. Will you give me some tips?” she asks Delaney.

“You aren’t dominating me, Sloane. Keep talking, and I’ll be the one tying you up.”

“I wonder if Mac would let me.” Jane looks over to where Mac is hanging with his two kids along with Kelly and Smoke’s toddler.

“You could ask him to wear panties in the middle of downtown, and he would gladly do it. screaming how much he loves you,” Jagger says on a snort.

“You’re right, but I would never,” she says. “I just think maybe tying him down might be something fun. I agree with Sloane. A girls’ night where we can talk this out. We need some help.”

Kelly nods. “I was pretty innocent when I met Smoke. I’d like to spice some shit up.”

“Oh god, look what you caused,” Jagger hisses. “You aren’t allowed to talk to my old lady when I get one.”

Delaney smirks. “But Jagger, honey. We are besties, so that means your girl is going to be my bestie too. There’s no backing out now. You said it.”

He groans. “I’m out of here.”

He leaves us all sitting there laughing in his wake.

“Seriously, though. No judgment, bro. You like what you like. That’s okay.” Gunner nods to me.

“Yeah, and I’m glad you found a girl willing to be in that space with you. I told you that you were perfect for each other,” Acid adds.

It reminds me why I joined the Saints. It’s more than a club. It’s a family.

One I can’t live without anymore.

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