Baby Doll nodded and his goons pulled Caleb from the trunk, writhing and screaming from underneath the layers of tape. It would make no difference what he told the Kings should they remove it. Sundance had sold the con perfectly, and Hugh’s forgeries were flawless. Caleb was all but history and Baby Doll would have to rebuild his empire of shit on something other than human trafficking.
“One other thing,” Sundance said as we began to walk away. “Scrappy’s brother is gonna come for Lil’ Fucko and I ain’t gonna be able to stop him. I’m not even gonna try.”
“I’d strongly advise against that, Sundance.”
“The nuns at my school strongly advised that I stay away from pussy, booze, and cigarettes, but that didn’t stop me, did it?”
We walked away, climbed on our bikes, and headed back to the club. Pulling through the gates, however, Sundance rolled to a stop, giving me a chin lift. “Go to your woman, brother. We’re good here.”
I didn’t wait for him to change his mind, turning around and heading back out the gates. My heart started to calm the second I pulled up to Indigo’s, but I didn’t feel real peace until I let myself into the house, checked in on Mina, then climbed into bed and wrapped my arms around Indigo.
“Hi,” she whispered, rolling to face me. “I wasn’t expecting you. Are you okay?”
“I’m okay now,” I admitted, kissing her. “How’s your leg?”
“Sore.” She stroked my cheek. “But the fact you’re here makes all my pain go away.”
I chuckled. “If only that was true.”
“I’m really glad you’re here.”
I frowned. “What happened?”
“Nothing,” she breathed out. “I just missed you.”
“Missed you too, baby.” I pressed my nose to hers before kissing it. “Your emotional support human is back where he belongs.”
She laughed. “That’s the exact right description.”
I kissed her, pulling her closer. “Go to sleep, baby.”
“Will you fuck me tomorrow?”
“Absolutely.”
She buried her face in my neck, kissing my pulse. “Good night, honey.”
