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“I got a delivery the other day. The colors are red and black. May sleep in that tonight, and your unappreciative ass can sleep on the couch.”
That was when we all watched as his eyes narrowed and then he let out a low growl, “Woman, you try to wear that shit, and not let me touch you, I’ll tan your fucking ass.”
We all heard her snicker, and then she asked, “Do you love me?”
“Why the fuck do you always use that?”
She snickered again, “Because it always works.”
And then we all knew that she had hung up on him when he sighed, shook his head, and mumbled, “Only for my woman.”
And with that, his fingers moved over the keypad, as he obviously texted her back.
Once he was done with that, and got a text back that made the fucker smirk, he pocketed his phone.
“Not going to bother with the gavel. I have to get home. I feel like a horny ass motherfucker even after all these years later,” Powers said to the room.
And that caused either snickers, snorts, or grunts of agreement.
That was when he locked his eyes on me, “We got a phone call, Zeke. I know you don’t want to be away from Savannah, but this woman really needs our help.”
“I’ll call Savannah. I’ll let her choose between going home and sending a prospect there. Or staying here in my room.”
After that, we got the particulars on where to pick the woman up and where we would be delivering her to.
Walking out of church, I grinned at the fast pace Powers took to get to the front door.
Pulling my phone back out, I called Savannah.
She was in mid-laugh when she answered with, “Hey, Honey.”
I closed my eyes at that.
Every time she called me honey, it was one of the best things I’ve ever known. And that took eighth place.
The seventh was my first bike.
The sixth was the first time I put my kutte on.
The fifth was when I saw her picture.
The fourth was when I saw her for the first time.
The third was when I felt the baby move.
The second was when I slid into my home for the first time.
And the first was when she said I love you to me for the first time.
I shook my head and then said, “I have to run and rescue a Dove. It’s going to take a few hours. Do you want to stay home? I’ll send a prospect out there. Or do you want to come stay at the clubhouse?”
That voice of hers, I swore, I wanted to have in my ear twenty-four seven, “I would stay at the clubhouse; however, just after I left you, I had an author reach out to me. A big-name author. She needs me to edit one of her books and heard about me. Said if she liked the edits, then we would talk more.”
“She’s going to hire you. You’re damn good at your job, Angel.”
She sighed, “How do you know?”
I chuckled, then told her something she had no clue about, “Angel, I’ve read the books you’ve edited.”
