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Dad looks at his plate again in understanding.

If I pursue this guy, if I get the courage to get his number, if he wanted a life with me… It would mean I would leave own, it’s just the way MC brothers work.

“If you have to leave town, Auntie Scottie, can I come with you?” Sammie asks innocently, and I look his way in shock, my eyes wide, but the boy looks serious.

“Sammie, you have your parents here, buddy,” I say softly, and the boy scowls.

“But they never spend time with me like you. They leave me home alone all the time,” he pouts, and I look at Dad hoping he’ll help me diffuse this situation only to find him scowling.

Crap…

“How many times have they left you alone, Sammie?” Dad asks, and Sammie sighs, “All the time, and I have to make my own lunch for school.”

“Sammie, I’m not going anywhere,” I promise because I know I’m not, and Sammie smiles sadly and reminds me, “But you like a brother.”

“And that brother doesn’t know I even exist, okay, so don’t worry,” I say softly, “I’m not going anywhere, I promise. I’m not going to try and find the guy.”

Sammie nods, but a frown still mars his cute little face. I sigh as I take another bite of my noodles, but soon choke when Dad says, “So, about this loan,” dropping the conversation about the biker.

Sammie laughs as I pat my chest while Dad grins.

So much for him forgetting…

Chapter 5

Thunder – A Week Later

I turn my phone around in my hand as I stare at Axel's desk, and he leans back in his chair, waiting for me to get the balls to make the call I need to fucking make.

The fucker refuses to let me leave his office until I call my pres, and really, do I need to tell Doc that I have to have surgery?

“Come on, brother,” Axel goads, and I mock-glare his way and remind him, “My sister will storm this fucking clubhouse, one of the reasons why I didn’t want to tell my family to begin with!” and the fucker just shrugs.

“She’s your sister, I wouldn’t expect it any other way,” he says, “Doc is ready to drag you back to Wincher, and you’ve made it perfectly clear that you want our Doc to do the surgery. Your family will be pissed because they had no idea you were in this type of pain to begin with. As much as you don’t want your sister to try and take over, you know if you have this surgery and don’t tell her, she’ll be hurt.”

I groan as I drop my head back, and Axel laughs like a fucker just as my phone rings, and he says, “Answer it, brother,” and I mock-glare his way again as I check the ID before answering, “Pres,” and I put my phone on loudspeaker out of respect.

“Fucker!” Doc snaps, and Axel grins wide. “You were supposed to be home months ago, and I sent you to Axel to help with his traitor, and you still are not back, and I’ve had enough!”

I smirk and ask, “What did Brit steal this time?” and Axel raises a brow, waiting for Doc's answer.

I’m not an officer, brother, I’m just a patched brother, and I didn’t always attend the runs. There has to be a reason why he’s on my case, and frustration fucking pours from the line. Him snapping has to have something to do with Brittany, who did threaten to bring more animals home when I last spoke to her.

“A fucking pygmy goat,” he grits, and my mouth drops just as Axel's pen hits the desk.

“How in the fuck did she manage that?” Axel splutters while I just gape.

A fucking pygmy goat, seriously?

“I don’t even fucking know!” he snaps. “When she admitted to what she did while the thing ran around the common room, I told Stone to figure it out and stormed into my fucking office. I’m pretty sure I heard the fucker laugh!”

Shit.

“Dogs, cats, heck even a rabbit, sure, but fucking goats?” Axel chokes and my body shakes as silent laughter fills me when he grunts, “Fuck I’m glad Annie never thought to steal animals.”

“I swear to God, if you are laughing, Thunder, I’m going to shoot your ass,” Doc threatens, and my laughter breaks out, causing Axel to laugh along with me.

A fucking goat!