Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“Already told my Ma about you,” I told her. “Ran into her at the food store today. Dunno where your head is at, but I am liking what we have here,” I added before I could lose my courage.
“I’m enjoying it, too,” she agreed.
“How about that drink?” I asked, moving behind the bar as she took a stool to get off of her feet.
The door opened over and over, bringing new people in each time. My female cousins, more of the OG members of the club, and a few other club girls.
Then, finally, Vance.
And Ferryn, my sister.
Her gaze moved around the clubhouse, then landed on me.
“Well, well, well, if it’s not my missing brother. How come I have to be at dinner all the time, but you get to skate by for weeks?” she asked.
“You got to be away from family dinner for years,” I reminded her with a smirk.
“Fair enough,” she said, shrugging it off. “Are you playing bartender tonight?”
“I’m getting Lexy a drink,” I said as I pushed it across the bar to her.
Ferryn’s gaze slid to Lexy, her head dipped to the side. Lexy just looked right back as she slowly sipped her drink.
“Kill anyone interesting lately?” she asked after a long moment, making Vance let out a choking laugh.
A slow smile spread across Ferryn’s face.
“Oh, I like her,” she said, looking over at me.
They might have continued to talk if the door hadn’t opened right then and ushered in the twins.
I was almost taken aback by how much they looked like their old man. Carbon fucking copies, even.
Tall, golden skin, dark eyes, strong frames.
Rune, like his father Roderick had two dimples.
Croft, had only one like his mom, Liv.
“Out of curiosity, did they spend the last few years… modeling?” Lexy asked, shaking her head as she looked from them to me.
Maybe I would have felt insecure about that if I didn’t agree that the fucks looked like movie stars or some shit.
“Sure… modeling,” Ferryn said in a tone that had me looking at her with curiosity. “That’s what they’ve been doing.”
But before I could question her about that, she was walking away to go say hi to them.
“You can go say hi. I’m fine here,” Lexy assured me as the twins seemed to get through most of their greetings.
“I’ll keep her company,” another voice said as my cousin Layna took a seat next to Lexy.
“Oh, great,” I grumbled, but moved away anyway.
“Oh, shit. Finn,” Rune said, reaching a hand out to me. “Long time,” he added.
“Yeah, your asses couldn’t drop in when you were in town?” I asked.
The twins shared a look before Rune shrugged. “We haven’t been back in town,” he admitted.
“In years?” I asked, dubious. They were a tight family. Them, their younger siblings, their parents, grandma, and aunts. They were a big, close family.
“Yeah, no. Our family came to see us. We… had shit going on,” Rune said.
“Shit,” I repeated, glancing over at Fallon, wondering how much—if anything—he knew about that ‘shit’ at this point.
One thing was for sure, it wouldn’t stay a secret for long. You didn’t get to be in the club and keep big secrets. Sure, people who had big histories in the criminal underbelly didn’t sit down and write down every job they’d ever done and every person they’d ever associated with. But the club needed to know the major players who might have an issue with you, any skeletons in your closet that might come to haunt the present moment.
“Been busy, man,” Croft said, smile easy, but there was a harder look in his eyes than I’d expected. What I remembered about the twins was they were easy-going, jocular, popular in school, and very… carefree.
Whatever they’d been up to in Puerto Rico, they clearly hadn’t just been learning old family recipes and catching some sun.
“You ready to settle down back here now?” I asked.
“Yeah. It’s time for a change,” Rune agreed. “Hope you got room for us.”
“The prospect room has plenty of space,” I said. “And Sutton is heading back to Texas soon, I hear,” I added, waving toward him.
“Sister chapter?” Croft asked.
“Yeah.”
“That’s three sisters then, right?” Rune asked, making it clearer how out of the loop they’d been. I had a feeling someone would be sitting them down in the near future to fill them in on all the finer details of the shit that had been going on over the most recent few years.
“Yeah. Golden Glades in Florida. Shady Valley in California. Then… fuck… I don’t know the name of the town in Texas,” I admitted, surprised that wasn’t more common knowledge. Or maybe it was, but I’d been too withdrawn to pay attention.
“There they are!” Kit said, appearing at my side with her pale purple hair, dressed in a lacy black dress. “I have been craving your mofongo for the past two years!” she added.