Fox hits the unlock button and the SUV we’re after flashes its lights once, two cars down from the one Rider has just pulledout in. We pile in, Pops and Mad Dog in the back, me, passenger princess for a change.
“Wait til he gets to the gate then gun it down the drive. Don’t want him to know we’re on his tail,” Pops murmurs, face far too close to my left ear.
Fox does exactly as he’s told, idling in the parking area before gunning it toward the gate as soon as Rider pulls out. We all flip the bird at Niko on the way past and then keep our distance as we tail our brother.
“He could just be buying supplies you know,” Mad Dog offers. The man is too nice. Rider is up to something. First the comments about maybe having a woman, and now leaving the compound every day at the same time and in an SUV?
“Now, why the fuck is he pulling into a retirement home?” Pops mutters as we watch him park up, and then strut inside like he owns the place.
“I dunno Pops, but we’ll find out. Sooner or later.”
Jules
Banging at the door has me wondering if it’s worth hiding. Even though we live in the compound, I don't really get a lot of visitors. Most people know that they're not going to get a warm welcome, and that’s how I like it.
“I know you’re in there. Just open the door.”
A groan escapes me as I run a hand down my face and curse the day my parents decided on the romantic night that resulted in my younger brother.
“What the fuck do you want?” I ask as I’m throwing the door open, only to groan again when I see Gus’s big ass next to Tav’s on my doorstep.
“You know, I’ve not actually been inside your place since the renovations. It’s nice,” Gus says, slapping me hard on the shoulder as he invites himself in.
When Pops decided to give his land to the MC, not only did the MC build homes on site for all the brothers, but us Tombs’ all had our cabins renovated to create more space for our families. A good thing too seeing how Dayz is pregnant and Tav has 1 million children.
My eyes land on my brothers who are sprawled over my couches. Fucking Gus even has one foot dangling dangerously close to my coffee table. If he puts his big ass foot up there Tav will be cleaning up his blood. Crossing my arms over my chest I glare at them, ignoring their matching shit eating grins.
“Stare all you want, big brother, you’re not gonna get us outta here any faster,” Tav says, wriggling deeper into my couch cushions.
“Fine. What the fuck do you want?”
“What are you doing for Vi for Valentine’s?” Gus blurts.
“Fuck, this shit? I was just going to buy her some of her favorite chocolates, some new lingerie and a day at the spa.” I’m not going to tell them about the family photo shoot I’ve also booked for us. Or the ring hidden in my drawer upstairs. I know she’s already my ol lady, but I want her to be my wife too and then I’ll knock her up. I need to tie her to me permanently, make sure she can never get away.
“Lame,” Tav shouts, pointing a finger at me.
I raise a brow. “Well what the fuck did you come up with?”
“Family photo shoot with all the kids.” Tav grins widely.
“What? That was my idea!” Gus whines, turning to punch Tav in the leg.
What are the fucking odds all three of us had the same thought?
“Do you think we could get a group discount if we all use the same photographer?” Tav muses and I throw him a dirty look.
“What sort of fucking cheap skate are you?”
“One with a shit ton of kids and college to pay for. I got lucky with Niko wanting to join the MC and by the time we’ve paid for Sage’s nursing degree we’ll have a few years to go before the big littles get there, but still. Elio will probably be there for a decade because he’ll do some smart shit,” Tav laments.
“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll save money with Cove. She’ll be rich with her extortion money by then.” Gus answers sarcastically.
We’ve all been hit with invoices from Cove on varying occasions. I don’t think there's anything wrong with the kid. It’s probably more Blanche’s parenting.
“So, what are we going to do?” Tav asks.
“You know what I think we should do?” Gus answers.
