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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 123: Pink or Blue
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 124: Thanksgiving
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Never fuck with intelligence officers. – LawEvie shrugged her shoulders. “Biologically, possibly. Or, since they are fraternal, possibly to one.”“And you want to marry a slut like her?” before he even finished speaking Evie had crossed the remaining distance between them and slapped the hell out of his cheek. “I despise double standards.” Evie hissed. “I don’t share my wife.” The man bellowed. “Maybe not the same way as we do.” Evie smirked. “But assuredly, you do share her.” Her focus shifted to the woman in the high back chair. “Tuesdays at the Four Seasons, right?”The woman paled.“Personally, I am a bit possessive, so I don’t think that I could let either of my men step out. Especially with someone who I have to see every day. But, if you have no problems with him fucking the maids, you do you."Evie smiled sweetly up at her future father-in-law. “Choose your battles if you don’t want your business put out for everyone to know. I am not an adversary you want to go against.”
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 126: Panic Attack
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 127: Mrs. Davis
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 128: Bed Rest
Is it possible to die of boredom? Contact the health department and the CDC. I may be the first recorded case. – EvieIt had been expected. First full pregnancy. Twins. Gestational diabetes. And now her blood pressure was doing weird things. When the doctor ordered bed rest, Evie had been prepared. Lesson plans were ready to be emailed. Long term sub had already committed. Classes were warned ahead of time. Everything was set for the rest of the school year. By day two, Evie was bored to tears. By day four, she had babysitters. Technically, they were nurses and old ladies that came to make sure she stayed off her feet and ate what she was supposed to. Which, in her book, was the equivalent of babysitters. Especially since she was no longer allowed to eat a whole box of cookies by herself. Or a serving of fried potato slices. Certainly not a family order.Becks and Siobhan started dropping by. As did other old ladies. With nothing else to do, Evie started decorating the nursery. Wh
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 129: Christmas Eve... Eve
Twas the night before Christmas Eve and all through the clubhouse, we mourned two more brothers. – ToadKirsten walked into the clubhouse bar and went straight to her husband. He quickly made the club bunny get up and his wife settled into his lap. Moving her signature lime green box braids off her shoulder, she eyed the other woman. Where Kristen was tall, skinny and dark, the bunny was short, plump and pale. The other woman had light brown hair that lay in waves down her back and pale green eyes that appraised Kristen also.The two women were similarly dressed with short skirt and tight shirt. The bunny wore heels and Kristen wore knee high boots. “She’s pretty.” Kirsten said and Reed agreed with her. “She didn’t go very far, did she?”Reed turned and looked at the bunny who smiled at him. "Nope." He smiled and winked at her.“If I could get your mother to be more like that, I’d be a damned happy man.” Roscoe said. “You like your hall passes.” Reed said. “I do.” Roscoe admitted
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