Page 65 of Road to War


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I sighed. “Yeah, he probably would have.”

“But we’re not going back there,remember?”

“Yes.” I forced a smile. “We’re not going back there. Continue.”

He gave me a gentle squeeze. “Hatch set everything up with Sundance so I could transition into life with the Howlers, school, a new business, all of it. These men took me under their wing and kept me from completely losin’ my shit. I owe them both everything. So, I paid dues to both of them. And I will continue to pay my dues to the Howlers even though I’m here. It’s only fair.”

I bit my lip. “You’re a good man, Charlie Brown.”

He chuckled. “I’m also a hungry man.”

I kissed his chest. “Let’s see what we can rustle up.”

We cleaned up, then dressed in sweats and T-shirts before heading out to the large living room, kitchen area to unpack the groceries.

“This place is super cute,” I exclaimed as I opened the blinds. “How did you find it?”

“Mack owns it.”

“No way,” I breathed out.

“Yeah. The club owns six or seven units in this complex.”

“Oh my god, it’s right on the water,” I exclaimed. “How did I not know about this?”

“Because it’s newer. They need somewhere to put the cannabis money, so they buy up real estate when they can.”

I threw my hands in the air. “I want cannabis money.”

“Baby, Ihavecannabis money,” he said, holding two cans of soup in his hands with a look of exasperation.

“You do?”

“I told you that.”

“But do you have cannabis money level money?”

“What the fuck does that mean?” he asked, opening a cabinet to set the cans inside.

I closed the distance between us and opened the fridge to see what I could cook for dinner. “Well, like, buy a condo at the beach level money?”

“Yes.” He laughed. “Have you seriously not been listening to me?”

“Huh?”

“Funny.” Rooster smirked as he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. “Do you want a condo by the beach?”

“Hell, yes, I want a condo by the beach,” I sassed. “Can we afford a condo by the beach?”

He kissed me gently. “Yeah, baby, we can. Provided it’s a fixer.”

I gripped his arms. “Seriously?”

He nodded. “Seriously. And I think there might be one here if you want to look at it. If not, we’ll find one.”

I grinned. “I love you.”

“Love you to, baby.”