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“Buff, you ready?” Bone nudged me back to the present.
“Yeah. Let’s do this.” I grabbed my shit and headed out of the motel room. I inhaled the crisp winter air. There wasn’t only a dusting of snow on the ground. At least we didn’t need to deal with dangerous roads on top of everything else.
Bone seemed concerned. I wondered how long I’d been lost in my reverie, remembering the last time I saw Reign. The others likely noticed too.
Fucking woman. She had all the power over me.
And I liked it.
But she was a lying bitch.
Not only had she come back into my world. She had gotten mixed up with the Hell’s Bells MC. And here I’d thought scoring a thirty on the ACT exam had proven she had a brain in her beautiful head. She obviously didn’t know how to use it.
I slid into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and squeezed the steering wheel while Bone and the Goode brothers got into the truck.
Yeah, I sounded dickish but honestly, why the fuck didn’t Reign come back to Fargo? If I hadn’t searched for her, would I have ever known she wasn’t in New York City?
Why didn’t she come home to me?
“You’re in your head,” Bone barked. “You better stick to the plan.”
I raised my hand to make him stop. Of course, he didn’t.
“Don’t be stupid, little brother.”
I shot him a shut-the-fuck-up look. I was the goddamn enforcer. The muscle in the club. I dished out punishments and never lost my cool. I didn’t plan to today either.
I cranked up the music to drown out Bone and the doubt whirling in my head.
What if Reign rejected me?
What if she didn’t love me anymore?
I’d like to say I didn’t care how she felt, but it’d be a lie. My feelings ran deep for Reign. I’d fucking do anything for my bronze beauty. Anything. Even remind her of how good we were. How we dreamed of a future together before college stole her from me.
She used to call us soul mates. Did “soul mates” move on to find greener pastures? No, they didn’t. I hoped to God our souls were twisted and knotted together, so I didn’t have to make her love me again.
I dialed into the lyrics of a country song and changed the channel. Sad, sappy songs about breaking up weren’t what I needed to hear. Although the blues were my jam, I found a heavy metal station.
An hour later, we arrived at the bar. Grizzly had said the slowest part of the day was between two and four in the afternoon. There were only a few cages in the parking lot. Guessed the computer whiz had been right.
Ire parked across the street from us. I nodded, feeling for my handgun and knife; they were all the backup I needed during a fight.
I wouldn’t kill anyone unless absolutely necessary. But I’d beat anyone to a pulp who got in my way of taking my woman.
The crew in my truck got out, and Ire’s group stayed put as planned. They’d cover us once we were inside, and Maddox would drive my pickup after I had Reign.
We didn’t want to draw attention to ourselves, so we weren’t wearing our cuts. Not that it mattered. Anyone could probably tell we were bikers or gang members.
“Grizz didn’t mention what Keg drove?” Bone asked as we strolled toward the entrance like nothing was amiss.
“No.” I eyed a black Chevy Impala parked by a side door. “I bet that’s his.” The cage looked like the one onSupernatural. A sweet ride for sure. Too bad I’d have to destroy it.
I removed my switchblade and pointed to the car so Ire would see, then pointed it at my chest to let him know the car was mine.
“What are you gonna do?” Easton asked. “Let me steal the cage.”
“Naw, I want nothing belonging to the fucking Hell’s Bells.”
