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“That sounds great,” I say, taking a seat next to her.

Decker gives me a devilish grin. He’s freshly showered; I can tell by his damp hair and fresh clothes. “They won’t be as good as yours, but the girls requested them.”

That reminds me. “I have to go take care of some business at Rustic Grove today, so you girls are gonna come with me. Kayla, I’ll get your mom to collect you later, okay?”

They both nod, stuffing pancakes into their mouths.

I feel Decker’s eyes on me, then he says, “Diamond asked me if I’d help Dustin.”

Dustin is our stable manager and Jade’s old man. He helps out from time to time if we need security or backup when we’re all on motorcycles and we need to snatch someone. Like Fury.

I glance up at him. We usually do things alone, without any outside help. “She did?”

“I’m happy to,” he tells me, going back to the pan.

I doubt Diamond would’ve gone into detail, but it makes sense, having someone in the truck other than Dustin. Usually, Leroy would come, but he may still be hungover from last night. I’ll also have to hitch a ride since riding my motorcycle is impossible with one hand.

We act as normal as we can. When Decker has the girls in the back of his truck, he shoots me a look as I head to the passenger side. “Wanna hitch a ride?”

I nod. “I guess I’d better.”

“Are you all right?” He clears his throat, stepping away from the truck.

“Decker? I’m more than okay.”

He smiles. “Me, too.”

It’s been gnawing at me about telling Phoebe and what all of this means, but I knew the risks when the line was crossed. I can’t go crying about spilled milk now. I just hope that we can work through this.

When we get to the clubhouse, Leroy is messing with Onyx, but that’s nothing new. The two of them get along, but it’s more of a spitfire vs. asshat kinda vibe. Playful. He’s always trying to get a rise out of her, and she’s doing her best to ignore him. Oftentimes, Onyx fails because Leroy has a way of getting under her skin. Somehow, a friendship developed.

“What do you mean Dallas is here?” she whispers.

Leroy shrugs. “What’s wrong with D?”

“He’s the biggest dick that walked the planet,” she huffs, folding her arms over her chest.

“Don’t say that until you’ve tried it, sweet cheeks.”

Her eyes widen, then she notices me approaching and uncrosses her arms. “Oh, hey, Pearl. Decker.”

“Hey,” I reply, glancing at Leroy. “Everything okay?”

“Peachy.” She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.

I wonder what the deal is with her and Dallas?

We have to get to Mississippi and fast, so Diamond briefs us quickly. We’re traveling as one unit, as normal. The boys will follow in the truck behind.

“What about Fury?” I ask.

“She’s fed and watered.” Diamond shrugs. “Cooperative isn’t exactly her middle name, but we’re getting there.”

“I guess being a prisoner for almost a week will do that to a person,” Ruby scoffs.

“We’ll deal with her when we get back,” Diamond replies, puffing out her cheeks. “If we have Scorpion as well, it’ll only raise the stakes.” Then she greets Decker. “Thanks for comin’. Leroy is gonna take the other truck and hang outside of town, just in case.”

“Dallas can come with; he’s a good guy,” Leroy chimes. “If the rest of the Crows hear about Scorpion’s capture, they might try to rescue him.