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“He is dreaming of a certain officer of the law. I bet he knows how to use his baton.” Calder wiggles his eyebrows, making everyone laugh.
I flip the prick off, then toss a pen in his direction, making him laugh harder.
“What did Cal have to say?” Astrid asks.
The guys snigger again when she says his name.
“Fucking children. I swear you are all children,” I mutter.
“He wants a name, doesn’t he?” this comes from Royal, and I nod.
“Yeah. I told him I would have something for him by tonight. He has an active investigation, so if we can give him someone small in the organization, then maybe it will be enough to keep his bosses happy, but also give us time to catch all the rats and get rid of them,” I tell the club’s future President.
“Any luck?” Finan inquires.
“Not much. Astrid found a trail, but it went cold when the money ran out, but they are good,” I explain to the table.
“We will catch them. They will slip up somewhere. They will become cocky,” is her reply.
Astrid is like me; she hates being beaten at something, especially when it is techy shit. When she went to the UK, she already knew about computers but while living there to escape the fucked-up shit that my brother pulled, she learned so much more, which comes in handy when she helps me out with our cases.
“So does this mean that you need to take a break?” Lennox asks his woman while his head is buried in the crook of her neck, making her giggle.
Her gaze connects with mine, and I nod. No way am I going to cock-block these two.
“Go. Ads is fine with us.” I give her a chin lift.
No sooner are the words out of my mouth, than Lennox pulls her from her seat, throwing her over his shoulder and running from the room. The brothers clap and whistle, making Astrid laugh louder.
He is lucky that she forgave him, but I am glad that they have found their ‘Dibs.’
I want what they have. What my folks have, hell, what my older sister Hazel and my brother Zeb have.
Maybe it is time to make that shit known to the people involved.
CHAPTER SIX
DARCY
Scooping up some double chocolate ice cream, I drop it into the cup for the customer who is waiting with utter delight in her eyes, and it makes me smile.
I moved back to Fort Lauderdale after leaving to go to college, where I fell in love with a man who I thought would give me the world. How wrong was I? It turned out that he would rather fuck my very young and very teenage employee over my desk in my office than come home to me, who was always waiting for him.
I gave Gary years of my life and it turned out that he was enjoying other young girls on the side, and I was the fool who never caught on to what he was doing. It was the wife of one of his friends who came to me after I finally caught him and said that she had just discovered what was happening and was coming to tell me, but it was too late.
She helped me move out, and helped me sell the property before I moved back home. My ex never liked the idea of me being independent or being more successful than him.
Gary hated ice cream, but that did not come up until the night I broke up with him after discovering all of the cheating that had been happening and confronting him with it. I was always at home making strange flavor combinations with cakes and ice creams, and I was thankful that my parents supported me, since Gary never truly did. He was always too busy throwing it in my face that I had more sexual partners than he did and that my pussy wasn’t as tight as he’d like it to be. Guess that is why he ended up sleeping with so many random young girls behind my back. Focusing on my dreams and my career always came first, and I am sure that is why I never saw it coming.
I got a summer job at the local ice cream parlor, and it set off a chain of those dreams and the path that I wanted to follow, and so I did it, and never looked back.
Here I am, twenty-six and I own my own parlor, Darcy’s Delights.
We sell over twenty flavors—some are traditional, and some are weird as fuck, but people love them.
My younger siblings like to help me invent some random flavors, and my twin brothers, Grady, and Wells, are more than happy to be guinea pigs when testing them out. My sister Erin likes to add the strangest toppings, but again, the customers love the ideas.
She even invented the bacon waffle cone. I was gagging when she told me, but it actually tastes good, especially with the bacon and syrup ice cream. Erin was in a car accident when she was fourteen, and she had a pretty bad brain injury. Thankfully, she recovered, but she hasn’t been the same since.
