She put me on a diet, and I didn’t even know it.
No More Tears
Havoc
I can’t believe I just stood there silently watching my hot neighbor introduce Creed to her sugar daddy.
Creed smiled at him and shook his hand. My son is way more open-minded than I am. I wanted to throw something and send that man away. Not watch her get into a car with him and drive off.
The urge even now to put my fist through the old man’s face is overwhelming.
I don’t have time to think about either of them…especially the fact that they’re spending the day together…
There’s too much to get done. I need to find Berzerker, see if Max needs any help with the women he rescued, and I need to get updated on Vandal, Ryot, and Torque.
Maybe I’ll get some gym time in today…punching something sounds good.
My phone rings as I pull onto the clubhouse grounds. Stopping in my spot, I pull out my phone and set the kickstand. “Hello.”
One of these days, I’m going to actually check to see who’s calling first.
“We’re hitched.” Rogue sounds ecstatic.
“So she actually went through with it?”
“Yeah, and now we’re back on our way home to figure out the rest of those pesky details, like where to live.”
Here. The only option is here. My best friend can’t move away for a girl. “Your family is here.” Like Rogue needs that reminder.
“Dylan is pretty set on having a pool.”
“The clubhouse has a pool.” Two of them, actually. One indoor for when it snows, and one outdoor to beat the heat in the summer.
“No, she likes a ‘private’ pool.”
“So build her one.” It’s not like he can’t afford to. “I’ll get an architect out to start designing one as soon as you get back.”
“I can’t believe we’re married. I almost lost her to that nut. Every time I close my eyes, I see her locked down in that cellar, unable to yell for help…If she hadn’t found a way out, I don’t know if we would have been able to find her. The cellar was hidden.”
“But you did. Dylan’s safe with you.”
“When I get back, we need to talk about what happened. It’s going to mess with your mind.”
How could a violent stalker do anything else? “Will we need to go to church?”
“I don’t know if the brotherhood needs to get involved. But something he said keeps playing in my head.” Rogue’s got good instincts.
“We’ll figure it out when you get back. Don’t let it ruin your honeymoon.”
“Nothing could do that…except maybe some bad weather. But we should have clear roads until next week. See you soon.”
“Ride safe.” I click off the phone and climb off my bike.
The first thing I need to do is find Berzerker…
My brother steps out of the clubhouse and walks towards me. “Havoc, we need to talk.”
Or let him find me, it seems. “What can I do to help?”
