Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“If only all of us could eat like you and remain so thin,” the woman she’d called Nina replied before looking at me, smiling. “And you must be Madeline. Lord, you’re as gorgeous as Micah was carrying on about last night. Pres is gonna have his hands full with you around all these men.”
Dylan reached for a biscuit and shot me a look. “Micah is a whore. Stay clear of him.”
Nina looked at Dylan with a disgusted frown. “Says the girl who won’t get out of his bed.”
Dylan shrugged. “I said he was a whore. Not that I wasn’t going to fuck him.”
With a shake of her head, Nina looked back at me. “You are a vision, I swear to God.”
“Thank you,” I said, feeling embarrassed by the compliments.
“I’m Nina. My old man is Jars. He manages Strokes and didn’t get in until an hour ago. You’ll meet him later. This here”—she pointed to the redhead—“is Goldie. Her old man is Brick. You met him already.”
Brick wasn’t old either. I had a feeling the terms old man and old lady didn’t mean actual age. I looked at Nina’s hand and saw a tattoo ring around her ring finger. Did that mean she was married? Perhaps, in biker lingo, that was the meaning of it. Like an old ball and chain?
“These are the only two who have managed to claim one of The Judgment. They’re hard to nail down. But it ain’t stopping me from working on Micah,” Dylan said.
Amethyst walked back into the room from the back and opened one of two large refrigerators and pulled out a bottle of water. “I’ve got to go,” she said, then looked at Dylan. “And Micah don’t want an old lady. You’ve got to let that shit go.”
Dylan snarled at her as Amethyst left out the red door we had entered.
“It’s true. He had one of those house whore’s tits in his face as she bounced on his cock right there on the sofa last night, then went up to see Pres. When he came back down, he was going on about this pretty thing right here when that slutty Tracy bitch came up to him, topless, and asked him to fuck her ass. Which he did before he left.”
Dylan scowled and stood up. “Ugh. No more,” she said. “I need to go bleach my vagina.”
“I agree!” Goldie called out as Dylan left behind Amethyst.
“Now, what can I get you to eat? It’ll be a while before the boys all get down here. Long night,” Nina said.
I wasn’t sure I had much of an appetite anymore after all that information I had not wanted.
Had Micah actually done that to someone’s butt in front of everyone?
“Try my cheese grits,” Goldie told me, putting a spoonful of what she had been stirring in the pot on a plate. “Pres loves them,” she assured me.
Nina took the plate from her and placed a biscuit on it. “I’ve not started the bacon or sausage yet. We were gonna do eggs next.”
I was thankful they weren’t doing the meat next. “This is good. I don’t want any of the meat. Thank you.”
“We got some jelly and butter for that biscuit, if you’d like. What about coffee?”
I felt bad, having them wait on me. I started to tell them I could fix it when the door opened behind me, and I turned to see Micah with disheveled hair, wearing a sleeveless white shirt and a pair of athletic shorts. He looked pissed until his gaze met mine, and then a slow grin spread across his face. I turned back to my plate of food. I didn’t want to look at that man.
“Stop leering at her like she’s your next meal,” Nina scolded him.
“I’d die and go to heaven if she was,” he drawled.
“You’d die all right, but it wouldn’t be heaven you’d go to,” Goldie called out from the stove, and then she winked at me.
“A taste of something that sweet, and eternity in hell would be worth it.”
He was too close to me. Way too close.
“Back off.” Nina waved a spatula at him. “Pres’s daughter. DAUGHTER. Plus, her man almost killed off Butch and Grinder last night.”
I lifted my head then. “It wasn’t Blaise. It was one of his men,” I told her, needing to defend him.
She shrugged. “Whoever it was, you are clearly important to the most dangerous bunch of fuckers I’ve ever heard of. No need to stir the nest.”
“Look at her. I’m not violent, but I think I could become a killer myself if that was my hot piece of ass and someone took her from me,” Micah said, pulling out the stool beside me and sitting down. “Tell me, sweet thing, does he eat that pussy properly?”
“For the love of God! Don’t talk to her like that!” Nina yelled at him. “Dylan just left here. Go grab her if you woke up horny.”