“Well, that makes perfect sense,” Luke Stark drawled.
“I order brownies,” Kraken declared Georgie’s way.
“The big cookies with the cinnamon,” Banga put in.
“Snickerdoodles,” Georgie corrected.
“Shizlayaya, I do not say words asstupid as the word ‘snickerdoodles,’” Banga retorted.
To that, Hound snorted.
BangaandKraken’s eyes narrowed on Hound.
Dutch stepped in.
“Okay, men, thank you for what you did and we’re sorry shitgot confused but you’re off the case.”
Dutch tensed when Kraken got close to Georgie and stabbed afinger in her face.“Brownies.”
He then stared when she threw her arms around his neck, gavehim a hug and promised, “Give me a couple days.I have a new boyfriend and he’skeeping me busy.”She let go and finished, “But I’ll text you after I makethem.”
“Gotcha, sister, stayshizzleazza,”Kraken replied.
Then, fuck him, they did a complicated handshake with adizzying variety of moves that spanned them from waists to over Georgie’s headbefore they finished it.
Dutch glanced at Jag and Hound to see both of them staringat his woman with huge motherfucking grins on their faces.
Christ.
Banga moved in next, got his hug, handshake and promise ofcookies.
Then Kraken bellied up to Dutch before they took off,noting, “I would share, you fuck her over, I’ll fuck you up, but then I’d haveChaos all over my ass, and Iain’tsheerashakadumb.So hear me,shanakaka,you fuck her over, know you’re just the stupidestshanakakaout there.Ya dig?”
Dutchkindadid, hekindadid not.
However, since he had absolutely no intention of fuckingGeorgie over, he jerked up his chin.
Banga just stared him down and spat, “Sharashena,”before he left.
The door closed.
All eyes turned to Georgiana.
“‘Shanakaka’ means ‘asshole.’Therest of it, I have no clue.And I bribe them for their help with baked goodsbecause I have a talent in that area.It used to work with Jackson too, butthat bridge has been irretrievably burned,” she explained.
Dutch already was not real thrilled with this Jacksonsitchhe knew about, but also didn’t.
That made him less so.
Though, he was intrigued about her talent with baked goods.
“I’d find this farce amusing, ifIwasn’t stilltied up on the goddamned floor,” Carlyle stated.
Dutch moved to him where he was still sitting on his ass onthe floor and crouched.
“Igottashare you’regonnastay that way until we get you safe, unless youpromise you’regonnabe cool.”
“Fuck you, let me go,” Carlyle returned.
