Raider storms into the room.“I want their death to be slow and fucking painful.Psycho twins, this will be your job.If you need help from anyone, then just ask.”
The brothers just grunt in answer.
“Now, NOS is pissed about his clubhouse going up in flames.He spent the majority of his time on the call blaming us.I finally got him calmed down, and he agreed to a meet about an hour and a half from here.According to NOS, he only has five brothers left,” Raider fills us in.
“Blitz, I need you to get routes in and out, along with several detour routes in case of attack,” Terro instructs.
“I got you.I'll have a plan in place by the end of the day,” I nod.
“Good, the meeting time is three pm tomorrow,” Raider tells us.
“Everything stay the same about who is staying and who is going?”Anvil questions.“I want to be sure my guys are in place and ready once everyone leaves.”
“The plan hasn’t changed.The only change is that we’ll leave a couple of extra brothers here to help protect the club,” Raider agrees.“Are there any other questions?”
No one says anything, so Raider closes church.Standing from my chair, I make my way out the door, going to the conference room so I can map our routes and plan formation.Pulling my phone from my pocket, I send Charlie a message telling her where I am and what I’m doing.I know that once I get started, it’ll be many hours before I come up for air.
Fourteen
Charlie
I make my way through the clubhouse, stepping over debris, and even a couple of brothers.I pick my way over to the men to reach the kitchen, needing carbs and something greasy to soak up the alcohol sloshing around in my stomach.Luckily, the kitchen is untouched.
“Would you like some help making breakfast?”Tasia mumbles as she pushes through the door, still yawning.
“I would gladly take some help.These men are going to need something to soak up the massive amounts of shit they drank,” I laugh, pulling out a large amount of bacon, eggs, sausage, peppers, and onions.
Tasia moves to the counter with a knife and cutting board, starting on the peppers as I place bacon on cookie sheets to put in the oven.We work together side by side, not saying much as we make a large amount of food.Just as the second pot of coffee is done, a couple of brothers stumble into the kitchen.
“Bless you.”
“My angel.”
“Sent from heaven.”
They mumble to us as each brother makes a plate, dropping a kiss on the top of our heads as they walk past us.The last of the eggs are just coming out of the pan when Blitz comes up wrapping his arms around my waist from behind me.
“Mmm … I could get used to watching you make breakfast in my shirt.The only thing that could make it better was if we weren’t surrounded by all my brothers,” he breathes across the back of my neck.“I would pick you up and place you on this counter and eat you as my starter for breakfast.”
Moaning quietly, I lean my head back onto his chest, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of being in his arms.He and I stand there just taking in being together as men come and go, fixing plates, cups of coffee, and small-talking.Pulling away, I wrap my arms around his neck, go up on my toes and kiss him softly on the mouth before pulling away to get my own plate and cup of coffee.Blitz and I take a seat with Mercy and Ainsley, tucking into our food.
“Church starts in ten minutes.What’s your plan today?”Blitz asks around a mouthful of food.
“Just cleaning up my bar and restocking.Going for a run sounds good too,” I tell him.
“Okay, I’ll find you after church,” Blitz kisses the side of my head then my mouth before standing and leaving.
I nod, finishing my food before going out into the great room and getting started on the bar.It takes me about two hours to get it cleaned and stocked.Looking out over the room, I smirk as I watch the three new prospects cleaning up the mess.Every so often one growls, mutters, or nearly throws up when he finds a couple of used condoms.
Leaving the great room, I go to get ready for the day, then decide a soak in the tub is exactly what I need.My phone dings in my pocket, like every day since the day we made the call to NOS.He has texted me daily, each one getting more aggressive and threatening.I’ve let the brothers know each and every time.This one hits differently, so I take note to tell the brothers when they get out of church.Reading it one more time, I shake my head, wondering to myself why this man is so obsessed with me.
NOS: The day is getting closer.I hope you’re ready.
Blitz is still in church, so I put my phone on the counter with music playing and turn the water on so it can start filling up the tub.I pile my hair up on top of my head and set my Kindle on the side of the tub before sliding into the water.Laying my head back, I erase everything from my mind and relax.I’m just getting to a juicy scene in my book when the sound of my phone vibrating gets my attention.Nervously, I pick it up, sighing when I see it’s a message from Blitz.
Blitz: Church is over.I’m going to the conference room to work.If you need me, just let me know.
Me: Okay, good luck with work!This is my current situation.
