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“We have to go,” Josie said. “Right now.”
“Where’s Reese?”
“We’re leaving,” Josie said. “Don’t mess around with me.”
Josie was stern and fought back her own emotions as Steph cried, packing everything up to leave.
When they exited the room, Reese stood in the same spot, only facing them now.
“Reese,” Steph said.
“Steph,” he said. “I promise… you’ll be okay…”
Josie wrapped her arm around Steph and kept walking.
It hurt really badly to leave like this. Josie could feel her heart just chipping away into pieces. She had to walk through the front of the clubhouse and through the front door. That meant enduring the looks of all the guys. But nobody said a word.
It was risky to challenge the MC. It was even riskier to challenge Reese.
Josie got Steph into her car and looked at the clubhouse one more time. She knew it was wrong to just leave. There was a lot to talk about. A lot to figure out. But she had to put Steph and the baby first. There was no other choice. The truth hadn’t even sunk into Josie’s mind yet.
As she got ready to drive, the door to the clubhouse opened.
Out walked Reese.
Staring at him right then gave her the same heartbreaking feeling as the last time she lost him.
Chapter Seventeen
Reese let her leave. He knew Josie was too hotheaded to keep arguing with her. He knew forcing her to stay would only make things worse. And Steph couldn’t handle the clubhouse life just yet. She was barely able to understand her own pregnancy, even though she was more than halfway through.
Once the car was out of sight, he turned his head and the first person he spotted was Hawk.
Which wasn’t a good thing at that moment.
Hawk stood with his foot up on the bench of a picnic table, holding a beer bottle. Zac leaned against the edge of the table, while Ellis looked like he was sleeping on it.
Reese walked toward the table, the devil and angel on his shoulders really going at him. Screaming right from wrong. But all Reese could see, and feel was fire. A fire that raged so wildly and so deeply that there was no stopping it. It wasn’t just the Digg thing. The shooting. The killing. It went well beyond that. The fact that they voted to go afterDRMbefore having information. The messy situation down at the strip club with drugs. Because whether anyone admitted it or not, everyone took their eyes off the end game which pushed them off course.
“No, no, no, brother,” Hawk said, “Here’s what you do. You take your middle finger and thumb… and you spread her open… so you could see everything…”
Reese slammed the palms of his hand into Hawk’s shoulder. His beer bottle went flying through the air. He stumbled to the left and somehow spun and kept his balance.
“You motherfucker,” Reese yelled.
He went after Hawk again.
“Christ, VP!” Zac yelled.
But Reese was right on Hawk again. Throwing a right, smashing his jaw. Following up with a quick left, getting Hawk in the eye.
Hawk was a fighter. A killer. He didn’t back down from anything.
He planted his feet and swung, hitting Reese in the gut. It stole all of Reese’s air; that gave Hawk a two second breather so he could retaliate with a vicious right that made Reese feel like his cheek had exploded.
“That’s enough,” Zac yelled at both of them.
Reese felt Zac touch his arm, but he moved away and dove at Hawk again. The two tangled up tightly, tearing at each other’s leather cuts, pushing and pulling, looking for dominance so they could keep swinging hard punches.
