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Medley and I always loved working around the ranch. Remi too in some ways, but she always wanted something more in life. It’s why she was an advanced student and became a nurse. She’s still living at the ranch because she came back when our father was murdered, but I guess she will be leaving soon.
It’s been a few months since it happened. My two sisters and I were visiting our cousin–whose father ironically enough was also murdered for being in the wrong place at the wrong time–so we were miles away. The police say there was a small explosion before someone started shooting every member present in church.
And since they were having a club meeting every member was present. All except for Stanley B. He’s disabled and isn’t doing good these days; he had a checkup at the hospital and was at home.
There were two other guys missing, well, actually they weren’t since they were just kicked out of the club–expelled, bad standings–but the police checked their alibi anyway. Cooper, Jorie’s father, was out of town when it happened, and Jacob, his buddy, was in the local bar.
The police are clueless as to why someone went to great lengths to massacre a whole MC, but in reality? They don’t give a shit. Every time I call the detective in charge he feeds me the same bullshit line how he is still working on it.
Lies. I have a feeling he closed the case and isn’t man enough to tell me. It’s why I’ve made it my own job to find out who’s responsible. Hard as hell because there is absolutely nothing to go on. Not a single lead or reason why this happened.
Releasing a frustrated sigh, I focus on my sister who looks dead on her feet. “You look like you just pulled a double shift. Again. Maybe you need to look for an apartment closer to the hospital, sis. I don’t like you driving back for over an hour after those killer shifts you’re pulling.”
She rubs her temples and I fall in step beside her while we stroll toward the clubhouse. “I wanted to talk to you about it, but I guess we can put it off till later. You have a visitor.”
“What’s there to talk about?” I place a hand on her forearm and bring the both of us to a stop. “You love your job but we all have to be realistic, you driving back and forth is crazy. With the long hours you pull I’m afraid you’ll fall asleep at the wheel or something. Medley and I understand your ambitions and respect your career choices. You know we will always have your back.”
A sigh rips from her and she glances down at the dirt underneath our feet. “And that’s exactly why I handed them my letter of resignation this morning.”
“What?” I look at her with confusion, wondering why in the hell she quit the job she’s always dreamed of.
“Oh, don’t look so shocked. Besides, I only quit working at the hospital because I accepted the job I interviewed for earlier this week.”
“What?” I croak once more.
“The clinic in town was hiring and these last few months, with everything that happened, I just want to live closer to home. If you guys haven’t grown sick of me that is. And just so you know, I might be living in a room at the clubhouse…but there’s no way I’m gonna be wearing a leather jacket. This nurse only wears scrubs.” She shoots me a fake glare but I completely ignore it.
Throwing my arms around her, I hug her tight and murmur, “Whatever, sis. Leather cut or not, you’re a part of this.All of this.”
“All right already. Now let me go, I stink and need a shower and at least twelve hours of sleep. Oh, and like I said, you have a visitor. A handsome one too. And talking about leather jackets? He was wearing one and is standing on the outskirts of our property. Something about respecting boundaries and waiting for the Prez to grant him access. Anyway, he’s gathered a rather large crowd. Everyone is trying to draw his attention but he keeps repeating one thing. Your name.”
Confused I glance over my shoulder in the direction of the gate and now notice the small gathering.
“All it takes for these girls is one dude and they gather like flies,” I grumble and stalk in their direction.
I hear Remi chuckle behind me. “Not this fly, I’m heading for my room. Buzz on, sis.”
I wave a hand in the air. “Get some sleep, Remi. You’ve clearly lost your sense of humor if your jokes are this bad. All your energy is burned and your brain is fried.”
More laughter ripples through the air behind me and it fades the closer I get to the gate. The smile I was wearing slips when I recognize the man who is the center of attention. Slight panic hits and I wonder if I can make a quick escape.
Until I see Jorie place a hand on the man who is asking for me. She’s flipping her hair, throwing out her hip and is doing her best to gain his attention. Freaking bitch, always running vajayjay-first to any man. I’ve heard she likes older men but still, the center of attention is what she clearly craves more. She’s failing, though. He doesn’t look remotely interested, in fact rather annoyed if you ask me.
Nothing like the way he was looking at me when he was taking me against the wall of the bar I met him at a couple of days ago.Ezra. The man I can’t even call a one-night stand because it was one raw and rough ride we had before it was over and we had to part ways. Damn. Just the memory of that man piercing me with his gaze while he was pounding inside me instantly puts my skin on fire.
I vividly remember those piercings rubbing me in all the right places. I’ve never been with a man who had a cock loaded with hardware. Not to mention, he was the first man who actually knew how to handle said cock and made me come twice.
And that says something because normally I need to take matters into my own hands to orgasm, but Ezra? I came all over him without any fingers coming near my clit. To think I called him “Orgasm Man” the second he walked into the bar, as if he was meant to give it to me on sight.
And when Ezra’s head shifts and those intriguing green eyes hit my blue ones? My body instantly floods with the same heat I felt the moment we touched. Shit. Why is he here? Why now? And I know damn well I gave Spiro–one of his biker buddies who had a thing for my cousin and was working at the bar–my phone number to give to Ezra in case he asked about me.
But I didn’t think Ezra would try to call or even follow up on me. I only gave my number so Spiro could keep an eye on my cousin and could call me if she needed me. My cousin is tougher than she looks and seems to be, but she’s been through a lot and I could tell she was hiding something she didn’t want to bother me with.
And seriously? I never expected this hunk of a man to give me a second look. And it’s not because I’m not a catch, but I’m a realist. I jumped this man’s bones the second he walked into a bar. No name, no talking, no getting to know one another. Nope. I asked if he wanted to have sex and we did. That’s what we had until he showed up here.
At my ranch. At my fucking club. Dammit. Wait. Is he here thinking he can have a quicky? One for the road because he’s passing through? Spend the night and leave come morning? Okay, that might actually sound perfect if my body wasn’t hurting but on the other hand it’s a crazy complication I can’t add to my life.
If I would agree to it, he might think he can swing by whenever. Yeah, definitely not going to happen. Ugh. I might as well stop letting my mind ramble and simply ask the man because he’s strolling my way.
