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“Okay, I’ll keep you all calm. How much alcohol do you have in your cupboard?” she asks Cara, glancing toward the kitchen.
“Enough to get us through,” Cara replies, keeping a straight face. “I’ll go and get some. And some snacks.” She leaves to set us all up.
“Where’s Fire?” I ask Clover.
“She’s in day care today—she goes once a week,” she explains, frowning. “I don’t know if she’s safer there or here, but I called and checked in on her, and she’s fine.”
“We aren’t in a lockdown yet, though, right?” I ask her.
Growing up, we would go into lockdowns during emergencies, where we would all stay in the clubhouse together for safety until whatever threat had been neutralized.
“Not yet,” Clover replies, reaching out and touching my arm. “Your man’s clubhouse is closer than ours—can we just go and crash there?”
“We just sharing clubhouses with another MC now?” I ask, laughing.
Clover points to the men. “We have a Knight, a Wind Dragon president, a cop and a private investigator all working together. Only women as beautiful as us could make men from all different sides of the law unite like this.”
Our laughter is so loud that it pulls the men out from their meeting and they return to us.
“What’s so funny?” Rhett asks the group.
“Nothing. What were you talking about over there?” Con replies, arching her brow.
“Nothing,” all the men say together.
Nothing it is.
Here is the point I was previously trying to make to Atlas. Sometimes, the men won’t want to share everything, and I’m okay with that. I don’t need to know the details of the shady shit they get up to unless it involves me or Atlas directly, but that road can go both ways.
Atlas comes and stands behind me, resting his hands on my shoulders and gentling massaging. “Everything okay?” I ask him.
He nods. “Yeah. I mean, as well as everything can be right now with a maniac trying to take us all out.”
“Just a normal day around here,” Clover grumbles, perking up when Cara returns with wineglasses and a fruit platter she just whipped up.
We chill there for the next hour or so, and then head back to my house.
“It was nice to meet you,” I say to CJ just as I’m climbing onto the bike.
“You, too,” he replies, winking at me. He then points to Atlas. “I hope you know that you can do much better than this guy.”
Atlas scowls, while I laugh. “He’s not so bad.”
“No, I suppose he grows on you, doesn’t he? Like a fungus.” He claps Atlas on the back. “You need me, give me a call.”
“Same to you,” Atlas replies.
“You take care of yourself,” I call out as CJ walks away.
“You, too.” He gets into his car and drives away.
“Is there anything going on that I need to know about?” I ask Atlas when we get back to my apartment.
He hesitates, but then tells me, “Rhett thinks they have a mole in the Wind Dragons MC.”
I’m shaking my head before he even gets the sentence out. “Nope, no way. Those men are solid.”
Atlas nods. “The original members are. I’ve never seen men so loyal and bonded. But the newer members?”
