Lachlan
I was just ‘good boy’d’ like I was a dog by my girlfriend. WTF. I’m flabbergasted. I don’t even know how to process that or how it made me feel. Someone has not praised me like that in my life. I’m used to Jase saying that to Ransom but not having used it on me.
“Breathe, Lockie,” Weston says with a chuckle when he takes the door from me. I take a deep breath now that I notice my lungs were burning for air.
Weston The sea water is cold but exactly what I needed this morning. One side of South Madre Island is the gulf, and the other is the ocean. The ocean side has the best waves, which is where I currently am sitting on my board and bobbing along, waiting for the larger waves as the sun rises. It’s so beautiful out here. I miss this, just not the rest of the memories that I have of my time spent growing up here. I have been raising my brothers for almost ten years now with the help of Chaos. It’s been that long since I’ve had a getaway without them. We usually bring Preston
CarleyI feel as though I’m living in an imaginary world. I’m with my boys and they’re so attentive to me on the beach that can feel glares from other women as they pass by. My men haven’t even noticed since all their attention is solely on me and each other. Here I am in my high-waisted swim bottoms with a flowy top that covers my body and I’m getting more attention from five smoking hot guys with their muscles and tattoos on show than any woman along the strip of private beaches. Lachlan, Arson, and Ransom are covered from neck to toe in tattoos. Rans
Ransom My phone rings and it’s Ryder’s number that pops up. I answer with my name the same way he does. We might not be blood-related, but the man I share my genes with is the same man who raised him. “We might need to put Lachlan on paper as Carley’s husband when you all get married,” Ryder says as if we are all already engaged, and we didn’t just reconnect three months ago. “Why’s that?” I ask him curiously. “His mother is at it again. This time, she somehow has his signature. I found a filed form saying if Lachlan isn’t married before the age of thirty, he gives up his inheritance to his mother. If he spent any of it, he then has to pay that money to her.” “Good thing he has spent none of it then. He only spends his earnings on our jobs,” I say, unhappy that the gold-digger is at it again. When will Lock be free of that abusive, selfish woman? I wonder. “He has a few years, but honestly, the sooner the bett
Chapter 60: Off the MarketRansomMy phone rings and it’s Ryder’s number that pops up. I answer with my last name the same way he does. We might not be blood-related, but the man I share my genes with is the same man who raised him.“We might need to put Lachlan on paper as Carley’s husband when you all get married,” Ryder says. It’s as if we are all already engaged and didn’t reconnect three months ago.“Why is that?” I ask him curiously.“His mother is at it again. This time, she somehow has his signature. I found a filed form saying if Lachlan isn’t married before the age of thirty, he gives up his inheritance to his mother. If he spent any of it, he then has to pay that money to her.”“Good thing he has spent none of it then. He only spends his earnings from our jobs,” I say, unhappy that the gold-digger is at it again. When will Lock be free of that abusive, selfish woman? I wonder.“He has a few years, but honestly, the sooner the better. She will not stop trying to marry him of
Jase “Well, well, if it ain’t my lost little Cajun toy. Where have you been, boy?” Etienne’s body goes rigid at the sound of Axe Zen’s voice. I’m sparring in the ring with Tee, who is here helping Weston get this new gym set up for Weston to run it officially when he graduates. Weston already owns it. I watch as Etienne moves with deadly calm toward the rope barrier. He leans over it, grinning down at Zen. I have a feeling the man in this ring with me now is not the same person Zen once thought he knew. “If it ain’t ma old lover,” Etienne purrs at him. “It’s been, what, not quite ten years since we last saw one another? You look… even older,” he taunts Zen with a rictus. “I didn’t expect you to be in Palomino Bay when we started expanding our territory,” Zen replies. Etienne scoffs. “More like you forcibly moved. Hear da Las Mangemorts teamed up with da Death Riders an’ kicked you outta Grêle.” “I guess you still have crew connections, my toy,” Zen purrs at the former gang
CarleyI feel awful, which sucks because it’s also Christmas morning. The guys will all be here soon to celebrate, and I’m hugging the toilet. There is a knock on the bathroom door. “Hey, Cactus, the guys just pulled up. Are you okay?” Storm asks through the door of his room. Another bout of nausea takes over and dry heave into the porcelain bowl. “Are you sick? Do you need anything?” “I’m fine.” I think. “I’m not running a fever, s
Weston A baby in the house again. A baby that’s mine, well, ours. One that won’t be a sibling to parent. I’m not sure if I remember how to take care of a baby. I mean, I was around 8 years old when I started taking care of my now 12-year-old and sixteen-year-old teenage brothers. I’m with Arson. I don’t know if I can do this. What if I screw this kid up? What if I screwed up my baby brothers? Are they going to grow up into decent adults? I’m not so sure. I know they will not follow in my footsteps. Both of them are straight-A students. Stetson is so intelligent; he is a high school freshman. Preston just got his license and is a sophomore. Preston’s football coach is already talking about him earning scholarships to play football wherever he wants. He will be the team captain when the new year starts. I’m very proud of both of them. When the boys get home, I must look stressed out, because I soon have them both sitting beside me, hugging me against them. I must have done something
Chapter 63: No ChangeArsonCarley seems more tired than usual. She has been that way for a while now. Not that I’m complaining too much about her using me as a pillow.We had plans to go out to ring in the new year. Instead, we all decided to just stay home and watch a movie. Carley fell asleep about a quarter of the way through.This is better than last year. I mean, sure, it's never dull getting drunk with the entire Death Kings Family. We usually end up with strip teases or fashion shows amongst a private band concert by the retired Kings of Death themselves. Only without the makeup to hide their identities.“I wonder what’s in the bag Ali brought by?” Weston asks, staring at the drug store sack on our coffee table.“Let’s look,” Lachlan says, moving to reach for the bag, but Carley shifts.Carley’s head grinds against my thigh. I grunt when it