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“Nylah is protective over her sister. You know that. Won’t stop jabberin’ about how Naomi is in your room and askin’ what that means. Fuck if I know. I ain’t your goddamn babysitter. Beat your meat however you want, or go fuck one of the club girls but make sure you do it away from Naomi.”
I shot him a glare. “You think I’m stupid? I should kick your ass for sayin’ that shit to me, you fucker.”
Rael shrugged. “Gotta keep my ol’ lady happy, brother.”
“Bullshit. You’re a nosy asshole.”
His loud laughter echoed across the room. “Fuck if that ain’t true.”
Wraith and Ex joined us at our table.
“What you fuckers gossipin’ about so early?” Wraith asked, piling eggs and sausage onto a slice of toast, and folding it in half before taking a huge bite.
Ex wasn’t eating. “Already got what I wanted this morning.” He grinned wide, leaning over to Rael. “My breath smell like Becca’s pussy?”
Rael shoved him, nearly choking on his coffee. “Fuck off with that shit.”
“What? Your ol’ lady pinchin’ her thighs together?”
Rael swung as Exorcist ducked, chuckling as he barely missed a direct hit to the jaw.
“Nylah keeps me more than satisfied. Piss off.”
Shaking my head, I finished my breakfast and shoved the plate aside. I was taking another sip of coffee when Ex started in on me next.
“What you doin’ with Trixie?”
“Her. Name. Is. Naomi,” I corrected with a growl, enunciating each word on its own. “Fuckers need to start remembering that.”
Ex held up his hands. “It’s usually only Rael on his period around here.”
Rael’s punch didn’t miss this time, cracking him on the jaw as Exorcist’s head was tilted back by the force of the blow.
He took it in stride, testing his jaw as his mouth opened and closed. “Guess I should take that for the one I gave you last week.”
“Damn straight,” Rael agreed.
“I’m not discussin’ Mimi. If there’s something in the future worth knowin’, I’ll tell you.”
All three of my brothers managed to hold back laughter, but I could still see their stupid grins.
“Fuck you all,” I snapped, pushing back from the table.
They were still joking about that shit when I left for a quick ride. Needed some smokes and a clear head. All this talk of Mimi was starting to get on my damn nerves. Why did everyone always want to get in the middle of my shit?
The prospect Toad opened the gate for me as I rode out, already in a better mood the second my knees were in the breeze.
“Coming,” I announced as I finished brushing out my hair, heading toward the door to Patriot’s room. Someone had knocked twice but I didn’t get there fast enough the first time.
“Hi,” I answered once it was open, staring at one of the younger guys who I knew was a prospect. Patriot explained they were basically like an apprentice with a sponsor. They wore a patch and learned about the club’s code, conduct, etc. but weren’t real members until they patched in.
“Hey, Naomi. Mr. Dixon said I should bring you breakfast.” He lifted the tray a little and then ticked his head toward the door.
“Sure, uh,” I began, moving out of the way. “What’s your name again?”
“Shadow.” He flashed a small smile but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Where do you want the tray?”
“The table over there,” I pointed, showing him the only available space not cluttered in the room.
