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Two damn days we’d been cooped up in the clubhouse. Seriously, if I had to watch another kid’s show we were gonna need more alcohol. Blizzard wouldn’t tell me where he heard it, but word was Edge was still out there and he wasn’t too happy about what had happened.

I shuddered.

I had wronged another person, but Edge wasn’t just going to turn his back on the club that had done it. He was out for something more.Revenge.

The men had been in and out over the last few days. Holding church and riding out. But I really had no idea what was going on.

I needed to get out of here, though, even if just for an hour. The girls and I had chewed through the ice cream in the freezer and we desperately needed to do a trip to the grocery store for supplies. No one had been allowed to leave the compound except the men, and they seemed to have forgotten that we needed food if we were gonna survive.

I carried Jayla down the stairs, searching the room when we reached the bottom.

Blizzard was sitting off to the side, chatting with Eagle and Slider quietly.

I placed the little girl on the floor and crouched down to her level. “Go on, squirt. Do your thing.” I held my hand up to her. Jayla grinned widely and hi-fived me before trotting toward Blizzard.

I leaned against the bar, trying not to smile.

Jay pulled at his club cut and he looked down at her. He smiled as he listened to what she had to say before looking over her head to me.

“Sending little children to do your dirty work now, baby?”

Eagle and Slider both laughed.

I averted my eyes, looking around the room and shrugging my shoulders like I didn’t know what he was talking about. I caught him whisper something back to Jay and she bounced on her feet, running back toward me while giving me a thumbs up.

I giggled, lifting her up when she reached me. “Good work, beautiful.”

“You boys can ride with us to the store. Apparently we need food,” Blizzard grumbled, pushing his chair back and standing to his feet.

“Thank fuck for that,” Slider commented, doing the same. “If we have mac and cheese for lunch another day, I might just have to transfer clubs.”

Blizzard shook his head. “You’re an idiot.”

“A fucking hungry idiot.”

Blizzard made a quick call to Op, who agreed on the shopping front. He said it should be just the boys going, but none of them wanted to be seen pushing a cart around the supermarket, especially when I started giving them a list of woman’s products I would need.

Jay and I climbed in the car, the boys flanking us, two ahead and one behind.

“Ice cream!” Jayla sang happily from the back seat. She had a sweet tooth like nothing else. We tried to limit the amount of sugar she had. She was a good girl always eating her vegetables at dinner. But when it came to ice cream, I just couldn’t say no to that beautiful little face.

We pulled up to the supermarket and Blizzard followed us inside as the other boys stood out the front. People stared warily at them, some moving away, others—mostly women—walked a little taller and flicked their hair as they passed. It was relatively amusing to see how people reacted to these men.

Blizzard picked up Jay and carried her through the store behind me as I loaded the cart with all kinds of food. Meat mostly, and anything that could be frozen. It started to fill fast and I wondered whether I should get one of the boys to bring in another.

“Cake!” I heard Jay squeal. I turned and laughed as Blizzard stood just at the end of the aisle holding a box.

“You think we should get this Jay? I’ve tasted Rose’s chocolate cake and it isn’t very good.” His eyes danced with laughter as we both remembered the time in my apartment. Jay looked at me like she was horrified that I’d made a cake that was inedible. Her little mind not being able to compute that cake could be bad.

I wouldn’t admit it, though. “Don’t listen to him, Jay. He’s just…” my words tapered off and my heart because to race.

Blizzard stilled, gripping Jayla a little tighter and the boxed cake mix falling to the floor as the barrel of a gun was pressed against his temple.

“No,” I whispered, pushing the cart away. It hit a shelf, knocking cans to the floor. There were gasps and screaming from behind me, but I only had eyes for my man and the little girl who’d stolen my heart.

I took a few hurried steps forward before Blizzard yelled at me, “Stop!”

I froze, dead in my tracks. Jayla’s eyes moved back and forth between us, her tiny hands clutching at Blizzard’s leather.

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