Page 19 of McKelle


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“It’s more than a bind,” Lacey said. “It’s a base of forty thousand dollars in streaming income, and potential loss of monthly subscribers when we don’t deliver. This is tuition for three of these guys.”

Kodiak braced his hands on each side of the doorway, leaned in, and smiled when he saw me. “Good. You’re here. I gotta admit, I got a chub when Bullet told me you were one of the seven bikers. Everyone in the MC has heard you fucking your girl.”

“You’re about to be disappointed.” Lacey strode toward the door. “I need to tell Jinx and the guys the live stream is canceled.” She shoved Kodiak’s arm out of the way and disappeared down the hall.

Kodiak came into the room and plopped down next to Bullet. “What’s going on?”

Bullet rubbed a hand along his jaw. “Cockblocked by his old lady.”

Kodiak groaned and leaned his head back. “Fuck, Cruz. Take your balls out of her purse. You’re looking at serious scratch. Didn’t your dad ever teach you it’s better to beg for forgiveness rather than ask for permission?”

“Nah.” He never taught me the value of keeping my promises either. This time, I wasn’t breaking my word to McKelle. I wasn’t lying when I told her my dick was hers, and my balls were firmly in place. “I’m not fucking Jinx.”

“Fine. Just stand in the room and watch the rest of us fuck her. You can be too shy to fuck her. Or you can be too dumb to fuck her.”

I’d be asleep in the corner imagining I was doing my own filthy fairytale of Beauty and the Beast, devouring my club princess.

Bullet clasped his hands between his thighs. “Like I said, it’s your call. You don’t have to fuck her. You don’t even have to touch her. She’ll be too busy getting railed by Grumps here to keep count. Just be on camera.”

Kodiak narrowed his gaze on me. Once I patched in, these guys would be my brothers. They were counting on me. I could keep my promise to McKelle, and still not go back on my word to Bullet.

Hell, even Dozer had a picture of my dick in his phone. My dick wasn’t the issue. It’s where I’d been putting it. And it wasn’t going anywhere near Jinx. So, I was good, right? Keeping my promise to both McKelle and not letting my brothers down. Doing a favor for a patch.

McKelle

“Oh, sweet little, Rosie.” I cradled Levi’s baby and walked around the room as she slept curled into my chest. I’d made friends with all the girls at the MC. I was closest to Kiss, but I was a sucker for a baby. I’d volunteered to watch Rosie, even if it was just to hold her so Levi could clean her house and get a shower. “Are you a pampered princess?”

“It’s called spoiled,” Levi said. “It breaks my heart when she cries.”

“That explains why you only sleep when someone’s holding you,” I whispered sweetly to the baby.

“My mom says she’ll eventually learn to sleep on her own, and that she settles because she hears a heartbeat.” Levi sighed and a gentle smile curled her lips. “She’s only going to be tiny for a few months.”

I breathed in the soft scent of Rosie’s skin. “She’s so sweet.”

“She is.” Levi sat on the couch with her legs crossed and folded Rosie’s little clothes. “Thanks for coming over. Pippa and Hana spend Sundays at Torch’s house. Jazzy is with Rogue.”

“I don’t care if I’m your last choice. I’ll always come hold her.”

Levi laughed. “I didn’t mean it like that.” She blushed. “Sorry. I just wanted you to know I appreciate you coming over. Romeo is down at the shop. He’s helping a friend fix his bike. Something about a clutch burnout. Ryatt was in a panic because he uses the bike for work.”

I pivoted toward her. “Ryatt?”

“Romeo knows him from when they were both in foster care. He goes to NA meetings with Kiss.”

“I know Ryatt.” And I hated to admit, but hearing his name caused a flutter in my belly.

Ryatt had a teasing smile. He was good for Kiss. They had their sponsor connection for treatment. I didn’t know what his drug issues were, but he seemed to have them under control.

“I’ve been to a few of Kiss’s meetings,” I said.

“Oh.” She grew quiet, running her fingers along a pink shirt she folded. “Kiss and I are friendly, but I don’t think we’ll ever be close again. I’m happy that she’s happy. I want her to be healthy.” A flash of regret crossed her face, then she started folding clothes again. “So, is that how you became friends with Ryatt?”

“I wouldn’t say we’re friends, but more than acquaintances. He seems like a good guy,” I said.A good friend kind of guy. “He’s going to volunteer at the next track day.”

“That’s good. I don’t think he has a lot of friends. Romeo keeps asking him to come hang around at the MC. He’ll sponsor Ryatt if he decides to prospect.”

Careful not to wake the baby, I slowly eased into the rocking chair. “I didn’t think Hellers allowed sportbike people into their club.”