I need to get her to Blackwood and out of my thoughts.Being here with her like this is fucking with my head.
“I’ll grab your pussy.”
“What?”she blinks.
“Your cat.”
“Oh.Right.”Blush stains her cheeks, and I’d do just about anything to keep it there.
I should’ve come here first without Neva, but we need to get on the road if we’re going to beat that fucking storm before it blows in with that arctic air from Canada, and travel becomes even more of a nightmare.Prez would rip off my nuts and keep them in a jar on his desk if he knew I slept in Neva’s bed last night.It’s not like it was by choice.I was bone tired, and I really didn’t want to find a motel or stay at Diesel’s shithole he calls a clubhouse.The only reason he’s still operating is because he’s Devil’s half-brother.I glance over at her in the truck.She’s on her phone, and I wonder if she’s texting that loser from this morning.
I’m freezing my fucking balls off waiting for Diesel to come to the door.When I swung by the clubhouse, they said he was at his baby mama’s place.She lives in the lower-income apartments on the shitty side of town.I’m not taking my eyes off my surroundings.If something happens to Neva under my watch, I’m as good as dead.
I don’t trust this stupid fuck, but whatever happens to him and his chapter of the club isn’t my call.
Fucking finally the asshole comes out.I don’t want to hand him the money out in the open.“Let’s take a ride around the block.”
He glances at the truck, sees Neva and relaxes.
“If Prez was sending me to take you out, I wouldn’t do it with Neva here to watch, yeah?”
“Right,” he mutters.Diesel may be Prez’s brother, but that doesn’t make him immune to his wrath if he doesn’t stop fucking around and investing in dirty deals.He’s an idiot, but he’s smart enough to know that he’s on thin ice.
Desperate men do desperate things, and Prez should force Neva to move home or far enough away that when the time comes Diesel gets desperate, she’s not within his reach.
We get in the vehicle, and Neva smiles at the sight of her uncle sliding into the seat behind mine.“Hey, baby girl.You doing alright?”
Meow.
“What the fuck?Do you know you've got a cat back here?”
He doesn’t have to remind me that Neva has that fur ball strapped in the back like a toddler.She even has a litter box on the floorboard.But guess it is better than him shitting in his carrier.She loves that fucking gray ball of fluff as though it were her child.
“That’s Mr.Tinkles.”
“What kind of name is that?”
“That’s what I said.”I pull back onto the street and wait until we’re a block over.“Neva, grab that envelope out of the glove box and hand it to Diesel.”She does as she’s told without question.She knows not to get involved in club business.“From Devil.”
“Give him my thanks.”
“You want dropped back at the apartments or somewhere else?”
“Apartment.Gotta pay my child support.”He chuckles.
Fucking hell.This motherfucker.We drop Diesel at the corner of the next street.
“Do you need to make any stops before we start this adventure?”
“I could go for some coffee.”
“Let me guess.Starbucks?”
She bites on her bottom lip and nods.
Seems just like Devil, I have a hard time telling Neva no.
I hit the drive-thru and order her caramel frappe.I don’t dress my coffee up.I take it black, like my fucking soul and some would say my heart.
