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“What are you thinking?” I ask.
“Our plan was always to bring them into the Devil’s Hellions’ fold,” Legacy murmurs. “We stick to that plan. They get their bar up and running, they do their thing, and then we bring them in.”
“What’s the time frame for that?” Itch asks.
Legacy runs his fingers through his hair before he clears his throat. “Okay, well, I don’t have any fucking idea about that shit. How about we decide and vote on it after the feds do their thing?”
“Are you saying you want it all to just play out and then decide?” I ask.
“Well, I don’t want a fucking war with the Hell’s Souls. They’re known for being ruthless, and we’re trying to go legit.”
He’s right.
They are known for being ruthless, and we’re trying to break away from that world, but I can’t stand by and let these assholes fuck them over like that. Promise their own brothers something, have them do the things they ask, and then tell them just fucking kidding.
Absolutely fucking not.
“So, we stay friendly, watching from a distance, and when they’ve done the shit they need to do, we welcome them?” I ask, wanting to know the plan so I can give Duke and Bond the information.
Legacy nods once. “We play this shit by ear, see what happens with the feds, with the club, with possibly prison sentences, but the ultimate end result will be to have them join us.”
“And if they need help?” Roadkill asks.
Legacy’s lips press into a thin line. “We take a vote when we need to on those things we play by ear.”
Everyone agrees. It’s unanimous.
Duke and Bond will one day be Devil’s Hellions, and I know they’ll fit in perfectly. I just hope it doesn’t completely fuck us in the process.
ChapterThirty-Seven
REESE
Thunder is huddledinto a ball in the corner of the sofa, a blanket wrapped around her, her face bare and her eyes staring straight ahead, although I don’t think she’s seeing much of anything. I recognize every part of what she’s doing because I’ve done it myself.
She’s trying to protect herself, but she’s already been violated, either by mind or body… my guess would be that it’s both. Sucking in a deep breath, I let it out slowly, thinking about walking over to her.
I stand, then sit back down when the conference room door opens, and the men begin to file out. Abandoning my mission to talk with Thunder, I turn toward the men, searching them for my own.
It feels like I’ve been away from Lance for hours, maybe even days, even though I know it’s only been about forty-five minutes. He takes one step out of the conference room, then another before his eyes connect with mine and his lips pull up into a small smile.
Slowly, almost as if he’s walking through molasses, he makes his way toward me. He doesn’t take the chair across from me or even sit down the way I expect him to. Instead, he holds out his hand for me to take.
Slipping my palm in his, I stand, my gaze never leaving his as he pulls me against his chest. Releasing his hand, I press both of my palms against his chest. I can feel the hardness of his muscles and the warmth of his body beneath my fingertips.
It’s so damn sexy, so hot, that I wish I could rip all his clothes off right here and now.
“You ready?” he grunts.
“For?” I ask, unsure of what I should be ready for. His lips twitch into a small smile, and he clears his throat before he leans down and brushes his lips across mine.
“I think it’s about time you spent some time with your girls,” he rasps against my lips.
I suck in a breath, unsure of what he means but also feeling very uneasy about him leaving my sight. Wrenching my head back, I look into his eyes, searching them. He cups my cheek before his thumb slides across my bottom lip.
“I won’t be out of your sight, buttercup.”
I smile, and my entire body relaxes at his words. “Okay,” I exhale. He takes a step backward, his hand grasping mine, and without another word, he moves toward the door, tugging me behind him.
