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“Um, what have I told you about smokin’ around your nephew.” Ella raises her eyebrow at him, and Brax shocks me when he takes the cigarette out his mouth and tucks it behind his ear, even if he does look pissed off doing it.
“Here,” Maddy hands over a scrap of paper, and Brax nods his gratitude before heading for the door. There’s an awkward silence and all eyes are suddenly on me as I watch him leave. My feet start moving, hell knows why but I’m chasing after him. I catch up with him on the porch and when I reach out for his shoulder, he spins around so fast he almost knocks me over.
“What?” he snarls at me viciously.
“Why are you being like this?” I ask, trying my best to sound angry, rather than upset.
“Because this is who I am,” he tells me firmly, turning his back on me again.
“It wasn’t who you were last night.” I grab at his shoulder, forcing him to look at me again. Then yelp in shock when he takes a firm grip of my elbow and pushes me away from the door.
“What happened last night was a mistake, one that I should never have let happen. I was thinkin' with my dick instead of my head,” he whispers at me harshly. I pretend that his words don’t sting, holding it together and putting on a brave face.
“Go back inside, Gracie, Maddy and Jessie will take care of you. I’ll fix up this mess and then you can go back to your perfect little life.” His words sound bitter, and I want to slap his handsome face for how bad they hurt me. How could someone be so cold? And somehow, despite my emotions, I manage to remain calm.
“And how do you suppose you're gonna do that?” I ask. “My mom’s partner is dead.”
“I’m gonna drive out to this address and go see his wife, she might know something.”
“And even if this woman did know what her husband was working on, what makes you think she’d tell it to you? You look like trouble, Brax, she’s not willingly gonna talk to you. What will you do then, beat the truth out of her?”
“What?” Brax shakes his head at me, looking pissed. “No… but I will get it out of her somehow.”
“She’s right,” a voice comes from behind me, and we both turn our eyes to Jessie. He’s standing with his shoulder resting on the doorframe. I don’t know how long he’s been there and I sure hope he hasn't heard everything.
“You should take Grace with you; she can talk to the wife. The widow’s more likely to share her information if she feels sympathy.”
“Jessie, I’m better going on my own. I can get the information, you know I can.” Brax is starting to sound a little desperate, and it really doesn’t suit him.
“Brax, not even you make a habit of pulling the nails off old ladies.” Jessie smirks back at him. “There’s a lot on the line here,” he reminds Brax, who lets out a long, frustrated breath followed by a pissed-off grunt.
“Fine. I’m leaving in ten.” He strops off and disappears inside a cabin a few doors down, the door rattling on its hinges when he slams it behind him.
“Go inside and see Maddy about lending some clothes, you two look about the same size,” Jessie orders. I smile gratefully, and when I walk back inside, three shocked faces are staring back at me.
“Okay, how much of that did you actually hear?” I ask awkwardly.
“Oh, that… nothing.” Nyx shakes his head, quickly turning his attention to the baby.
“Nyx,” Ella nudges him. “We heard it all, and if you ask me, Brax is a total asshole.”
My cheeks burn with embarrassment, I’ve been here all of five minutes and I’ve already aired all my private business to these strangers.
“Come on,” Maddy places an arm around me, guiding me toward another door. “Let’s fix you up with some clothes.”
Gracie isn’t making it fucking easy. The unshed tears in her eyes prove I’ve hurt her, which is exactly why all this shit between us has to stop. I’d been looking forward to getting away from her, finally putting some space between us. Riding out was exactly what I needed after my fuck up last night.
But now she’s coming with me and I don’t care that Jessie is right, I can only see this as a bad idea. Almost as bad as Prez sending me to take the girl in the first place.
What makes it worse is the fact the club also have a solid lead on Chop. That cunt was sighted over in Denver, which means he’s close by. If the club ends up nailing that son of a bitch while I’m gone, I won’t be accountable for my actions.
I pack a bag with fresh clothes. It’s a long drive to the address Maddy gave me, but I’ll do everything I can to avoid stopping along the way. Heading back out to the yard, I light up a smoke and wait for Gracie in the club’s truck. She keeps me waiting for way longer than ten minutes. But waiting is the least of my worries, especially when she comes out of Jessie’s cabin wearing a cute fuckin’ summer dress and a pair of cowboy boots. The dress shows off far too much of her legs and makes her tits look even more fuckable.
“Let me get that for ya, darlin’.” Squealer, jumps off his porch, stepping into Gracie’s path, he grabs the bag she’s carrying out of her hands and flings it over his huge shoulder.
“It’s not heavy.” She quickly snatches it back off him, flicking her hair as she steps around him. I have to look away so the sassy bitch doesn’t see me smirk.
“Suit ya self,” Squealer shrugs, tilting his head to admire her ass as she comes toward the truck.
