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“Who thought it was a good idea to arm that idiot with a gun anyway?” I ask, leaning forward and swiping up my smokes from the dash. I light up what must be my twentieth since we left.
“I’ll bet you ain’t the only one who’s got shot in the ass by Squealer,” Nyx laughs, and I balance my cigarette between my lips so I can slam a fist into his arm hard enough to make him swerve.
“What’s gotten into you lately? You’re all happy and shit,” I question.
“Nothing.” I pick up on how defensive he sounds and stare back at him unconvinced.
“You gotta be looking forward to patching in.” I let him focus back on the road.
“Yeah of course.”
“So, nothing to do with that little project you been workin’ for Prez,” I dig deeper.
“Do I look fuckin’ crazy?” Nyx bites back at me.
“Bitches can make the best of us do crazy shit,” I tell him, thinking back to how much my life has changed since Maddy.
“Yeah, well we ain’t all pussy possessed, but thanks for your concern,” Nyx tells me flatly, glancing me a warning shot from the corner of his eye.
I wince as the truck bounces up the dirt track that leads past the club and up to the cabins. When the truck pulls to a stop outside mine, Maddy comes rushing off the porch and swings open the passenger door. She doesn’t give me chance to climb out of the truck before she’s straddling her tiny little body onto my lap and landing her mouth firm on mine. The pressure of her pressing my wound into the seat hurts like hell, but I take it. It’s been 48 hours since I’ve had her and an ache in my ass ain’t gonna stop me from being reminded why I miss her so bad.
“Put him down will you,” another voice comes from my porch.
“Busted,” Maddy’s lips giggle against mine, and when she pulls away, I can’t help but stare at her and wonder how the hell she became mine.
“Will you give the man a chance to get inside.” Maddy’s Mom, Marilyn, trudges off the porch towards us.
“Marilyn,” I tip my head at her.
“How’s the ass?” she asks, her brows knitting together with concern.
“It’s been better,” I answer, slyly rearranging my cock when Maddy lifts herself off my lap so I can get out.
“I always said that Squealer was an idiot, I mean who manages to shoot their own friend in the ass,” she rolls her eyes.
“It was an accident, Mama,” Maddy reminds her, pulling my arm around her shoulders to help me out.
“Well anyway, I’m gonna make sure you're fed properly, I’ll have dinner with you tonight, cook you up something really nice.”
Since we brought her to the club, Marilyn and Maddy have been building on their relationship. Both of them are under our protection now. The club has given Marilyn a job in the clubhouse, one with different expectations to her last position at the Bastard’s club. She seems to have taken to the whole nurturing thing and is making up for lost time.
I like that Maddy has someone when I’m busy with club shit. In the time we’ve been together, I’ve seen her lose two people she was close to. But she’s by no means fragile.Maddy Summers is a fighter.
“That sounds great Marilyn. In fact…” I reach into my back pocket for some bills. “Why don’t you have Nyx here take you into town so you can pick up some steaks.” I hand her some cash.
“Really?” Nyx leans over the steering wheel to throw me a ‘what the fuck’ kinda look. And I scowl back at him.
“Whatever,” he throws up his arms in defeat. “Get in,” he tells Marilyn who kisses my cheek, then her daughter’s before hopping into the passenger seat.
“You should join us, you look like you could do with cheering up a bit,” I hear her telling him before he speeds out the yard.
Maddy wraps her arms around my neck and I lift her off the ground, guiding her legs around my hips, and ignoring the jolt of pain in my butt.
“Jessie be careful,” she giggles when I dig my chin into her neck and tickle her with my jaw.
“I have no intention of being careful, not when I figure we got about forty minutes before your Mama gets back and I’ll have to share you until she goes to work tonight.” I carry Maddy inside and rest her ass on the kitchen counter.
“I Missed you,” I whisper, pressing kisses against her throat.
