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“You know, I’m thinking it’s the broker who handles the deals that did that to her,” Pirate speaks up with a mouth full of food. He turns his attention to Brynne. “These are the fuckin’ shit.” Using his fork, he points to the waffles on his plate.
“Thank you,” Brynne smiles sweetly and looks at my woman. “They used to be Nevaeh’s favorites.”
“They still are,” Nevaeh mumbles against my chest.
“Right,” I murmur and turn my attention to Pirate. “What do you mean?”
“Well, last night, while Gizmo was sleeping in my lap, I did some more looking into shit. Now that I know exactly who I was looking for where Nevaeh was concerned, I found the connection. I’m betting it’s the broker for the deals that go down.”
“Fuck me,” Wrath grumbles. “You find anything else?”
“I need to get back to the clubhouse. All of my main programs are there,” Pirate declares. “I don’t want to say more than that without confirming.”
I get what my brother is saying, and I give him a chin lift in understanding. “We’ll head out after we eat then,” I state and look toward Daghda, then his sons. “You can either stay here or you can follow us to the clubhouse. Either way, Nevaeh is with me.”
“What about business?” Romeo asks, cocking a brow. “Are we to finish arrangements?”
“Best is to use the second house we all looked at. It’s spacious, you can have hired hands in place, and it doesn’t have neighbors so we can set up security around the perimeter,” I state. My brothers nodded in agreement. “Anything further to discuss will have to wait. But that’s where you should start. Speak with Viking if you have any other questions.”
“I do have a question for you,” Romeo quips. “If you wanted Nevaeh to stay hidden, why did you bring her with you?”
I stiffen at the question and look down at my woman before glancing back to Romeo. “Nevaeh is with me because it’s where she belongs, but also because Viking wanted her here so we could get a feel for the type of guy you are in her eyes. She’s got a way of telling good from bad. If she felt any way of you being malicious, then the deal would be dead.”
Romeo holds my gaze for a brief time before nodding and looking at Nevaeh. “Right, and did I pass the test?”
“You’re sitting in front of us, aren’t you?” Sabotage grunts. “But you fucked up with us by not coming to us with your suspicions about Nevaeh being who she is.”
“I’ll make note that if anything else like this were to arise.” Romeo smirks.
“You better,” I grumble and look down as Brynne places two plates on the counter in front of Nevaeh and me.
“Eat up,” Brynne states. “And as for staying here or coming to the clubhouse, if Daghda and my sons don’t mind and you all are okay with it, we’ll stay here a few days.” Her eyes go to Nevaeh as her sons start protesting. “I don’t want to overwhelm you. You’ve been through more than I can ever imagine, and you also have grown so much. As much as I want to keep you close, I see you have found the other half of your soul, and I will not stand in the way.”
“Mom,” Nevaeh whispers and moves to her mom, embracing the older woman.
“We should still be going with her to protect—”
“Do you think her man and his brothers don’t know what they’re doing?” Brynne snaps, interrupting Druid, and shutting him up. “They are the ones she trusts most right now. She needs to be comfortable and not worrying about anything else. Now, we’re going to stay here for a few days, then we’ll join her at the clubhouse.” She turns her attention to me and the others. “Long as that’s okay?”
“It’s fine,” Sabotage answers. “I spoke with Viking last night, and he said that you all could stay at the clubhouse.”
“Where will Nevaeh be staying?” Banshee demands.
“I’ll be staying at my house,” Nevaeh answers, releasing her mom and moving back to my side. She digs into her waffles as she looks at her brothers, and with a mouthful she glares at them. “With Maverick and our roommate, Ryann. And no, you will not be staying there. So don’t even think about it.”
“Fuck me, get around her for not even twenty-four hours, and she’s already giving attitude,” Banshee grumbles, looking to the ceiling. “Some things never change.” He brings his gaze back to mine. “She like this with you? If not, then just wait. She will be.”
“Don’t even start,” Nevaeh remarks, pointing the fork at her brother.
“How about neither of you start,” Daghda pipes in. “We’ll stay at the clubhouse when we get there. We’ll also give Nevaeh space but still be there.”
With the tension leaving the room, I finally dive in and take a bite of my waffles. At first bite, I see why they’re Nevaeh’s favorite. Her mom kicks ass at making them.
Once we finish eating, I help Nevaeh pack our stuff back up and load it in my truck. We didn’t have much, so it didn’t take long. My mind keeps going over all the shit that I’ve learned over the past several days.
Before I can head back in the house to get Nevaeh, my phone rings. I pull it out of my pocket to find it’s Sean, the CEO of my family’s company, calling. Great, just what I need.
Answering, I lift the phone to my ear. “What is it?”
