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Preacher’s eyes widen. “Fuck off. Who? She must be something special if she is taming the wild Calder Price from fucking anything with tits and ass that moves.” He looks to the men sitting with him, but they give nothing away.
Slide smirks but says nothing.
“You all know, don’t you? Fuckers. It looks like the new generation are falling like their old men did. Good for you, brother, I hope it works out for you both.”
He holds his fist out for me to bump, so I do.
“Me too. I need to hit the shower; I am over at the studio tonight. Maverick and Astrid are working at her place because Adley is feeling unwell, but they are close to getting a pattern on this scammer chick.”
“Astrid did say my buttercup was unwell.” Slide pushes to his feet, some of his joints clicking and he groans. “Fuck me, I am getting old. I am going to see my girls. Later, brothers. Preach, it was nice seeing you. You staying a while?”
“Yeah, I am staying. Need to rest up after my last job.” He rubs his shoulder.
Slide leaves, slapping me on the back as he passes. I say my goodbyes, doing to my father what Slide did to me. I walk to my room for a hot shower and to rub one out thinking of my girl on her knees for me, sucking my cock into her delectable mouth, which I know will suck me good.
It was not long ago that I had to sit and watch her suck on a fucking ice pop; my cock was hard for hours after watching that.
As soon as I walk into my room I lock the door behind me, again learned from not locking that shit. The Rugged Regs who used to come around would walk in here like they owned the place. I am kinda happy that they got banned.
Causing trouble is not what we like around here, preferring an easy and simple life for the Rugged Skulls. Well, most of the time.
Stripping out of my shorts and jock strap, because yes, I fucking wear one, then kicking off my sneakers and pulling off my socks, I walk naked into my attached bathroom, turning the shower on and letting the water heat up.
I love a hot shower. I need my skin lobster red so I know that my skin is clean and fucking ripe for when I moisturize, because yes I do that too.
There is no shame in a man taking care of his appearance; I have Uncle Rory to thank for the advice on my skin care, and my hair routine.
My hair is my pride and joy, do not fuck with my hair. Astrid did that years ago and we got into it. The little shit cut my fucking hair when I pissed her off. I went crazy when I broke my arm once because I had a laceration on my head that needed stitches and they had to shave the side of my head.
It took my father and my Uncle Lee to pin me down so they could do it. I am known for loving my hair but I give no fucks to anyone who didn’t like me.
Once I am done with my shower, I dry off and get dressed before walking over to the side of the compound where the R.O.E studio is. I greet some of the guys who work there in front and behind the cameras, and I see some of the girls, but I walk straight to Perri’s office.
As I get closer, I can hear voices: Perri’s and a man’s deep one that I am not familiar with.
“Please, baby. I am so fucking sorry.” Fuck me, he sounds remorseful, regret clear in his voice as it cracks.
I hear Perri sniff; fuck, he made her cry. Before she can speak, I step into the room.
“What is going on here?” The guy spins around to face me, and Perri’s eyes go wide as she gasps.
She is looking at me with fear in her eyes that I caught her doing something that she shouldn’t be doing.
“Nothing. It is fine, Calder. He was just leaving,” she starts, drying her eyes.
“And who is he?”
“No one.” Her voice is barely a whisper but we both hear it.
The guy’s shoulders sag, and he steps around me but stops, looking at her one more time.
“I will call you. Please, let me explain.” With that, he leaves.
Looking back to Perri, she shakes her head at me, so I nod and leave her to her thoughts even though I am itching to track that fucker down who made her cry and find out why.
She will come to me when she wants to talk, and I will be here to listen and do what is needed to protect her.
CHAPTER SIX
