“What about your boy?”
“Sutter’s coming with us. He’ll stay at Lula’s house while I hang out at the clubhouse and submit to your charms.”
Looking around the clubhouse, I felt uneasy. This was my place. Though I knew ninety-nine percent of the people, I didn’t feel like the bar was safe.
“No,” I texted to Elle. “On both you and Sutter. Don’t come here.”
Elle replied with an “I can’t hear you” gif.
Walking to the back office, I dialed her up. She didn’t answer, and my call went to voicemail. When I called again, she picked up.
“Why didn’t you answer?”
“I was on the toilet. Talking while peeing is rude. If you had better parents, you’d know that, lover.”
Kicking the office door shut, I growled, “Don’t come to Baton Rouge.”
“Don’t you miss me at all?” she demanded. “It’s not like I gave you crabs on purpose.”
Shaking my head, I needed Elle to take me seriously. “It’s not safe here.”
“I know. That’s why I’m coming with your VP. Sutter can enjoy Lula’s pool and get used to the humidity for when he visits Baton Rouge with Wilbur.”
“Just listen to me.”
“Iamlistening. I hear you. If you decide you don’t want to hang out when I’m there, so be it. But I’m still coming. This visitishappening. Just accept that fact and adjust to it.”
“I hate you sometimes.”
“Oh, my, God, you do miss me!” she squealed, making me both hate her more and smile at her bullshit.
“Ojai likely blabbed about your situation.”
“How did he know about my situation?”
“You’ve gotten thick.”
I nearly yelled when I realized Elle had hung up on me. Dialing her back, I was ready to give her shit.
“What’s up, lover?” she asked casually as if nothing just happened.
“Don’t come here.”
“I miss you.”
Elle killed me when she turned off the feisty shit and spoke from her heart.She stole my balls every single fucking time!
“I’ll come see you,” I said when she wouldn’t budge.
“That’s a bad plan. Wouldn’t it be easier to kill one guy on the highway than an SUV full of targets?”
“No.”
“I feel like my math checks out, so just accept I’ll be down in a week to help York move. I won’t ask to visit your clubhouse if that’s a step too far. But Sutter and I are curious about life down there. We know Wilbur will want to visit you a lot.”
Her words gutted me. Elle Reed has officially torn off my balls and stolen my manhood.
I could picture my son. He felt so damn real. I got a flash of Sutter and my boy walking together with Elle close behind. They were a perfect little unit, and I wanted to be a part of it.
