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“Because you’re my thrill.”
“That’s corny.”
He took hold of her hand and placed it over his heart. “You feel that?” She felt his beating heart. “I get a thrill out of seeing you. Out of watching you every single day. Knowing I’m coming home to you, that is what I love, it’s what I enjoy. Not being on my bike. Not riding with the risk of being killed. Besides, we both know what I do is still dangerous. Only this time, the law is on my side.”
Tears filled her eyes.
“I’m not good with words. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
“You didn’t make me cry, Lash, and we both know you’re perfect at what you do and what you say.”
Chapter Seven
Lash stood in his office doorway and listened. He couldn’t make out a single distinctive conversation, but there was noise. Even the music that Angel insisted should be playing all the time, he couldn’t hear it. Not a single Christmas note.
He was tense, waiting for some testosterone to say the wrong thing. Chaos Bleeds had been at his clubhouse for twenty-four hours. So far, nothing had been broken or smashed, and no one had been injured.
This was a plus.
Folding his arms across his chest, he waited and spotted his son. Anthony stood with Daisy. He watched the two and wondered what they were fighting about, or if they were even arguing. With Angel, he’d never been so reserved in his feelings.
Daisy and Anthony. He had to watch them to see that they were in fact together. His son had always been so secretive.
“It’s hard to see them grow up, isn’t it?” Devil asked, coming to stand beside him.
“Do you feel that way about Simon?”
“I feel that way when little babies are calling me Grandpa.”
Lash laughed.
“Don’t start with me.”
“Where’s Tiny?” Lash asked.
“Shopping. Something wasn’t on Angel’s grocery list, and he and Eva made their escape.”
“And you haven’t?”
“Like you, I’m waiting to see which of my assholes kick off first.”
Lash turned to Devil. “You’re worried?”
“Always. Our men are like children. We have to keep them entertained, otherwise, shit hits the fan.”
Lash chuckled. “Pretty much said the same thing to Angel, but she told me to stop worrying.”
“That’s because she has everything organized. As for us men, we just…”
Lash looked out across the main clubhouse. It was full, but the noise wasn’t that of arguing, it seemed jovial. Whizz and Lacey sat with Lola and Sinner. He saw Whizz and Lola looking at a cell phone and were clearly talking all things tech while Sinner and Lacey pretended to have a clue about what they were talking about.
Tabitha and Simon were with Sally and Steven, Darcy and Ink. Slash, Spider, and Dick stood with Nash, Murphy, and Killer.
Conversations were being had. Some of the women were huddled together chatting.
It was family.
“I don’t think we’re needed,” Lash said.
