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This is why a few of my brothers are going up. I would go with them, but I’ve got Pirate also looking into that shit I saw on Shyann’s phone. I don’t know if she’s gotten anymore, and she’s not said anything. If I find out she did and didn’t tell me, I’ll be sure to show her the error of her ways.
“Need you here too, brother,” Ice remarks.
“I know, but Rampage and Maverick need someone at their back. And sending the Enforcer of the Toxic Warriors MC national charter will deliver the message like no other,” Grimm points out.
“He’s right,” Scorpion grits out, eyes narrowed on my brother.
“We get up there, get shit done, and come back home soon as we can,” Maverick adds. “Just have someone on the house. Nevaeh and Ry are both working night shifts.”
“You know we got them covered,” Sabotage mutters, leaning back in his seat.
“Right then, it’s settled. Maverick, you, Rampage, and Grimm will go up to the Indiana charter and find out what the fucks going on,” Viking orders and glances around the table. “Anything else we need to talk about?”
“Got something,” I mutter, sitting forward in my seat and bracing my elbows on the table.
“This got to do with your woman?” Ice smirks.
“Yeah,” I smirk and take in each of my brothers’ expressions. “You’ve all met her. Shy’s different from other women. Including Fawn, Peyton, and Sabrina.”
“Fawn told me she’s one of the sweetest women she’s ever met,” Viking states.
“Shit, Peyton informed me that if things don’t work out between the two of you, then she was demanding the club looks out for her still.” Ice chuckles before sobering. “Said she’s got this purity around her, and she doesn’t want to see anything happen to her.”
Peyton would say something like that. Especially after the bullshit she’s been through. She still tries to blame herself for shit that’s not her fault.
My smirk turns to a grin, and I shake my head. “Anyway, Shyann is different. I’m claiming her as mine. She’s new to all this and is so damn sweet she couldn’t hurt a fly.”
“I can believe it. That outfit she was wearing the other day was sweet with her gypsy look,” Pirate says, cocking his head to the side. “I looked into her, and that woman is the shit. She’s got a podcast. Listened to it and swear if she wasn’t yours, I’d go for her myself.”
“What’s she talk about in this podcast?” I’ve asked her, and she’s told me, but I haven’t listened when she goes on.
“All things. Some political, but she doesn’t just give you what the news tells you. She gives points of view from all sides. Pretty awesome if you ask me.”
“Did you look into that message she got?” I change the subject, my stomach tightening at the thought of that text she got. I asked Pirate to look into them the other day.
“Brother, you know I did,” he drops the grin and glances around the table before his gaze comes back to mine. “Whoever it is, is smart. I’m still working on it, but I highly suggest keeping an eye out for more and a close eye on her.”
I nod and sit back in my seat. The rest of church goes by quickly, and I’m more than ready to get to Shyann. She promised to meet me here after she finished what she needed to do at the house. Something to do with her plants and herbs, along with meditating.
Viking slams the gavel on the table, officially ending church. I slide my seat back and head for the door. The moment I step into the main room of the clubhouse, I see her. I do a body scan, my cock twitching behind my zipper. Seeing her in a pair of jeans, fitting perfectly on her round ass, is enough to do me in, but the off-the-shoulder shirt showing nothing but bare skin has my mind going places. Then there’s the fact her hair is down, and she’s got little braids in random spots.
Shyann’s eyes come to me, and she smiles brightly. An idea pops into my head, and I decide to go with it. I close the distance between the two of us and cup either side of her face, taking her mouth with mine.
I kiss her senseless before breaking my lips from hers and pressing my forehead to hers. “You trust me, baby?”
“Yes.” The word is said in barely a breath as she answers without hesitation. Shyann’s innocence pours through her, and it’s like a drug I want more of.
I take her hand and lead her to the stairs. She’s about to do something she probably has never dreamed of doing before.
CHAPTERNINE
SHYANN
I follow War into his room, my stomach filled with butterflies. The door closes, sealing the two of us away from the world. I can all but hear the roaring of my blood flowing through my veins in anticipation.
Something about the way War looked at me downstairs tells me things are about to be different between us, in a lot of ways. I can feel it in my soul. It’s only been a few days, and this man has all but consumed my entire being.
War moves in close, turning me so my back is to the room, his hands going to my waist. “You ready for me, baby?”
