I nod, leaving the garage behind as I follow him up to the clubhouse.
Once we are all in church, Bear shuts the door and takes his seat.
“We have three new prospects joining. Gunner, you better talk to Sloane, because Lee wants to prospect. He’s seventeen, so I’m making it official,” Smoke tells him.
Gunner grimaces, but nods. “She is aware of his intentions. She doesn’t want him to prospect because she had hoped for more for him, but understands it is his decision.”
“Good. Now the next run is Friday. Mac, are you still heading it?” Smoke asks.
I shake my head. “I need to switch out. I have plans.”
It’s not a total lie. I do have plans…to be available for Jane.
What a change I have gone through. I was taking every run I could before. Now, I can’t imagine leaving town. What if she needs me?
“I’ll take it,” Tank says, nodding at me.
Ever since I threatened to kill him, he has been more subdued around me. I meant it at the time, but I wasn’t really mad at him. More staking a claim I don’t have a right to.
What if she decides she wants someone else in the club? Would I be able to handle it?
No, I wouldn’t, but I refuse to be the man she left behind. If she doesn’t want me, I will leave and become a nomad. Anything to keep her happy.
Pushing the thoughts away, I tune back into the conversation.
“Fang and Loyal will be meeting you with a couple of their guys in Houston. It’s more than halfway for us, but they have some shit going down and don’t want to be too far from home. I agreed to it. They would return the favor if it was us,” Gunner says.
“More time on the road ain’t a bad thing,” Bear says in his gravely tone.
“I’ll need someone to cover my shifts at the garage,” Tank says.
“I’ll handle your workload,” I tell him.
He nods once.
“Great. Anything else?” Smoke asks.
“Sloane wants to do a family get-together in a couple of weeks. If you approve, she wants to see if Kelly will help.”
“I don’t see an issue with a club get-together. Tell the club girls if they want to come, they dress respectably,” Smoke demands.
“Why?” Tank asks.
Smoke looks at me. “There will be children present. Right, Mac?”
He wants me to bring Jane and the kids. Fuck, he sees right through me.
“I’ll ask them if they want to come,” I promise him.
“Good. Now get out of here. I got better shit to do than look at all your ugly mugs.”
Smoke bangs the gavel, dismissing us.
I don’t hesitate. I rush out to my bike and tear out of there without another look back.
The drive home is a quick one. It’s why I bought a house where I did. It’s less than a ten-minute drive.
Cutting the engine in the driveway, I glance at Jane’s home like I always do. I see the blinds move, her beautiful face coming into view.
