“Yeah, but they’re also out on their own,” Wolf says from the other side of Green. “There’s more danger in ridin’ like that. Sometimes nomads disappear and no one ever knows what the fuck happened to ‘em. Disappearing bodies is kind of our specialty.”
“I can vouch for that,” Shine says, and Reckless seconds it.
“Here, here.”
Reckless and I lock eyes, and I remember the dead man he and I took care of up at Lake Mary.
“Well, good morning, beautiful,” Green says, twisting to look behind us.
A split second later, I feel Heather press her body against mine.
My arm goes around her waist. “Good morning, sunshine.”
“Morning.” She kisses my mouth. “Where’s Tucker?”
“My mom set him up with a donut and some juice. He’s coloring at the table in the kitchen with the other kids. You get enough sleep?”
“I did. Thanks for letting me rest.”
“Of course.”
Just then, someone bangs a wooden spoon on a pot. “Breakfast is ready. It’s out in the warehouse.”
I lead Heather by the hand, and we follow the rest of the crew down the hall to the warehouse.
The prospects have set up two rows of long folding tables end to end with enough seating for everyone. We’ve even got a kids' table.
Heather and I make a beeline for it, and she gives Tucker a hug.
“You okay, honey?”
“Yes, Mom,” he replies like he’s embarrassed to get a hug in front of the other kids.
Angel comes over with a platter. “Who wants chocolate-chip pancakes?”
Every hand at the table shoots into the air, then she brings a can of whipped cream from behind her back.
“Who wants whipped cream on them?”
Every kid shouts out, “Me!”
I pull Heather toward the adult tables, which are laden with platters of food, and we take a seat.
She looks behind us. “Cole told me about your fight nights. So, that’s the cage, huh?”
“Yep.”
“Have you fought in there?”
“Sure have. Multiple times.”
“You any good?”
“I’ve won some and lost some. We’ve got some pretty good fighters in this club. Why? You want to see me fight?” I flash a wicked grin and waggle my brows.
“Maybe. It might be kind of hot to watch you all sweaty and shirtless.”
“Hmm. I’ll remember that.”
