Page 48 of Brewer (Macha MC 4)


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Picking out a violet pair and a long-sleeved shirt, she danced her way to the bathroom. The bathtub was halfway full, so she grabbed a magazine. Despite having the information readily available online, there was something irresistible about gossip in print form.

She poured a healthy serving of bath salts into the water and glanced at her reflection. Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue. She smiled at the reason.Brewer.

Tracing her fingers down her neck, she noticed the small marks. She shivered, recalling his teeth grazing her there more than once. Nibbling was a turn-on she didn’t know she had until he came along.

The elastic band that she’d used to hold all her hair on top of her head was sorely inadequate. She chuckled and pulled it free, her locks falling to her shoulders. He was worth all the trouble and some.

The scent of the lavender bath salts filled the air, and she turned off the water. Testing the temperature with her toe, Delphi tossed aside the last bit of clothing she was wearing, then slowly submerged into the water. Sighing in relief, she closed her eyes and let the warmth wash over her strained muscles.

She’d just gotten comfortable when her phone buzzed. Glancing at it on the floor, she frowned at the number. She picked it up and opened the message.

Grant: I heard you want to meet your father.

Delphi’s pulse skyrocketed. After her run-in with him, she’d hoped it was a singular event. How she answered would affect not only her life, but Macha as well.

Delphi: What do you know?

She brought her knees up and rested her chin on them, waiting for a response. She hadn’t been this nervous about texting since high school.

Grant: I’ll be in touch.

Not bothering to reply, Delphi immediately took a screenshot of the conversation and sent it to Brewer.He’ll know what to do next.She, on the other hand, didn’t. Suddenly, the hot water was doing the opposite of what she intended it to.

After washing, she’d get back to work. It was the only thing that’d keep her sane until Brewer returned. Delphi swore under her breath, both loving and hating that truth.

CHAPTER23

BREWER

Reviewingthe text message from Delphi, Brewer suddenly needed a cigarette. Bumming one from Hawk, he lit it up and inhaled. He didn’t like the idea of her running into her ex, let alone the fact that he’d texted her about her father.

“I thought you were cutting back,” Kevlar said, walking toward the clubhouse from the garage.

Brewer took another drag. “I was.” He laughed. “Then I met Delphi, and that all went to shit.”

He handed the pack to his brother, who immediately lit one up. “Yeah, I get it. I promised Kita I’d stop, but it’s harder than you think.” He blew out a steady stream of smoke. “I slip up every now and then. Only human nature.”

“How’s Nikita, by the way?” Brewer glanced over at Kevlar. He hadn’t spent much time with the ex-Army soldier outside club functions.

“Kicking ass and taking names.” Kevlar grinned around the cigarette. “Wouldn’t trade Kita for the world.”

“She seems pretty cool.”

“She is.” Kevlar flicked ash onto the dark pavement. “Never met a better woman than my Kita.”

Brewer watched the smoke curl in the air above them. “I’m concerned about the Shovelhead plan.”

Kevlar didn’t seem to mind the extreme shift in conversation. “I’d be worried if you weren’t.” He looked toward the garage. “You tell Rubble your concerns yet?”

“No. I think it’s just me.” He brushed a hand over his beard. “I’m too close to it.”

“Ah, overly protective.” Kevlar tossed the rest of the cigarette on the ground and crushed it with his boot. “I get it. Almost every man in Macha gets it.”

Turning to face him, Brewer frowned. “How do I stop being that way?”

“You don’t,” Kevlar chuckled. “Not when feelings are involved. Just ask me or Doc—hell, even Rubble. We got too close and risked it all. Thankfully, the club had our backs.” He clasped a hand on Brewer’s shoulder. “Like we have yours and that pretty chef’s. We’ll make it out alive. Macha will make sure of it.”

Snorting, Brewer wanted to disagree but couldn’t. Kevlar was right. “At least I can learn from all you dumbasses and not make the same mistakes.”

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