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Our eyes locked.
My heart thumped, my body humming all of a sudden.
A sly grin spread on her face. “Take me to your room, baby boy.”
My cock twitched. Fucking hell.
***
(Sunny)
While Greyson paced back and forth, the rest of us waited. For instructions, for what to do next, for something. Hell, anything. We needed him to guide us. Watching one of the strongest men I knew break in front of us, set us all on edge.
“Have you heard anything from Jaron?” Catch asked, sitting on the edge of the large windowsill that looked out into the driveway in front of the house.
“Not yet. I imagine he called Piper first.” Greyson rubbed the back of his neck, tilting his head from side to side. “Listen.” He moved in front of the table, leaning on his knuckles and peering at the rest of us. “The mayor is going to try and eat my son alive. I talked to Cyrus and Sammy.” His gaze flicked to the twins who were standing off to the side before continuing. “And was informed that it was all self-defense tonight. But you know because Brody was the son of the mayor, this shit isn’t going to go away. So, whatever happens, we have to stick together. We need to be there for Jaron. For Piper.” A dark shadow passed over Greyson’s face. “And for my fucking wife.”
Grunts and words of agreement sounded throughout the room.
“I have a feeling that Jaron is going to go away for as long as the mayor can make it happen.” Greyson sighed.
“Jaron needs to try and stay safe,” Catch added, leaning forward in his chair. “Some of Tanner’s crew is in jail.”
My stomach twisted.
“Fuck.” Greyson ran a hand through his hair. “I forgot. Call everyone you fucking know. Make sure my son stays as safe as he can. He needs to keep his nose clean. If he’s in jail for years, it’ll kill my wife. And Piper…I don’t know what’s going on there but she’s my son’s girl. That’s all I know.” Greyson landed a fist hard on the table. “We need to keep him safe.”
“I know one of the jail guards.” One of the newest members, Twitch, stated. “I’ll make a call and get him to keep an eye out. But…”
Greyson frowned. “What?”
“I just…we all know that Jaron is going to have to do shit to stay alive.” Twitch paused. “It could fuck him up.”
“He’s right.” Tray Lister ran two fingers over the gray scruff on his jaw. “You know he’s right, Grey.”
Greyson looked at Catch before looking at each of us. “If my son dies while in jail, I will make it my sole mission to burn this mother fucking world down. And if he dies by one of Tanner’s men, there will be a war. I need to know now that you will be in this with me if it comes to that.”
“Yes.”
“Of course.”
“You got it, boss.”
More words of agreement and encouragement sounded around the room but what wasn’t said was that we all hoped and prayed that it wouldn’t come to that.
“He’s right though,” Tray said, clapping Greyson’s shoulder. “Jaron is going to have to do shit to survive. He’s a big guy. People are going to try and throw their weight around and also try challenging him.” A dark shadow passed over his face. “But he’s strong.”
Greyson nodded. “Cyrus. Sammy.”
The twins stood taller.
“You need to watch Piper,” was all he said.
“On it,” Sammy told him.
Cyrus only grunted, sticking an unlit smoke in his mouth.
“Alright.” Greyson let out another hard sigh. “I need to go check on my wife.”
