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“How are you going to help her seeing as you’re here?”

And this was where my plan could take one of two ways. “Uh, well…” I finished stirring the potatoes and moved the lid back on them. I grabbed a large bowl and started cracking eggs. We were going to need a lot.

“Something tells me things are going to get either complicated or crazy with your next words.”

Oh, boy. He had no idea.

Might as well just get my shit out there right away. “I need to go to Florida now. Like, as soon as I’m done scrambling these eggs, now.”

“Those are some plans for a Saturday afternoon,” King drawled.

I jumped back from the stove and screeched. I hadn’t even noticed he was in the kitchen. “Sweet Jesus.”

“I’d much rather make a run for Vegas, though.” King leaned against the kitchen door frame, just like Frost had done earlier. What was with these bikers standing around like they owned the place? It was like they took classes to look intimidating and sexy.

“Uh, me, too,” I replied sheepishly. “Unfortunately, Royal lives in the opposite direction of Vegas.” Destin was no Vegas.

“Darlin’, what the hell are you going to do in Florida for your friend? Just call her and talk it out,” Frost insisted.

Oh, if only things were that easy. Could I really make my way to Florida without having to tell Frost or the Devil’s Knights what was really going on with Royal?

King and Frost both studied me. How in the hell did they appear to be reading me like an open book?

“What kind of trouble did your friend get herself into?” King asked.

“Pregnant by her ex,” Frost explained before I could even open my mouth.

“Hey,” I scolded. “I’m the one telling the story here.”

Frost rolled his eyes. “No, you’re not really because I know there is a whole hell of a lot more going on than what you are telling me.”

I pursed my lips and growled at Frost. “Stop that.”

“Stop what?” he asked.

“Acting like you know me when you don’t me, but you seem to know me just by looking at me. Stop that. And reading my thoughts,” I rattled off.

“You doing that?” King asked Frost.

Frost shrugged. “I don’t even understand what she thinks I’m doing, so I can’t really tell you if I am doing it.”

“Is my breakfast done?” Pie hollered.

“Shut up!” King, Frost, and I yelled in unison.

I moved back to the bowl and started cracking eggs at lightning speed. “I just need to go to Florida. I should be able to do that, right?”

“Yeah,” King agreed. “As soon as you tell us what is going on with your friend.”

“I told you,” I insisted.

“Your friend being pregnant isn’t reason enough to go jet setting across the country at the drop of a hat.” Frost shook his head. “Add a few more details, darlin’.”

I glared at Frost and cracked the last egg into the bowl. “You know, Pie’s looking might good right now? As long as I keep him fed, I can do whatever.”

“Try me, darlin’.”

I huffed and grabbed a whisk. “It’s nothing, really. She’s in a bit of a jam, and I just need to run down there to help.”

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