"Where is the semi?"Liam had the exact same question. They had been sitting in the parking lot of a local clothing manufacturer for over an hour. Word had it that the manufacturer was in deep with the Mexican Cartel and within some of the shipments of clothing lay weapons that were needed to win the drug war. Since Heaven Hill had signed on to help, they were expected to make sure the semis got to the state line where another MC picked up the run."This guy was supposed to come here, drop off his trailer, pick up another, and be gone, right?" Liam verified with Jagger. "You didn't fuck this one up, right?"His nerves were on a string. His eyes met William's and he could see the triumph there. This wasn't working out and William knew it. Almost like the fucker had planned it. Their relationship was strained, at best, these days. It made Liam and his guys look weak."I didn't. I think I've finally gotten over the curse of the cup. I've gone a full fifteen hours with nothing bad
"What do you want from out of here?" Tyler asked, gazing at the sheer volume of stuff that was wedged inside the storage unit.She thought for a moment. "Anything marked research. I know there are a couple of boxes. I need the laptop and the two computers as well as the contents of my desk.""Well we didn't plan this out too well, did we?" he laughed, looking at his bike. "Let me call Jagger and have him bring my truck.""You have a truck?" This was news to her."And a car. I'm mysterious," he wiggled his eyebrows up and down.There were so many things she didn't know about this man, and the more she found out, the more she wanted to know. "What kind of truck and car do you have?""Your normal boys' toys," he shrugged."Jagger, I need you to bring my truck to the storage unit that Meredith's stuff is in. If you can manage it, try not to break anything and try not to wreck it." Without even saying goodbye, he hung up."Why are y'all so mean to him?""He's new, we're al
Meredith ran her hands through her hair as she surveyed the amount of stuff they'd stacked into an empty room at the clubhouse. It was a lot more than she had originally anticipated. To say she didn't know where to start would be a huge understatement."This is the last of it," Tyler said as he brought in a drawer that went in her desk. "More than you thought?" he asked as he noticed the panicked look on her face."Yeah, is it that obvious?" she bit her thumbnail as she asked that question."You look a little overwhelmed."He had a seat on one of the boxes and pulled her over to him so that she stood in between his legs. "Is that all that's goin' on here? What did you want to talk to me about earlier?"She sighed as she had a seat on his leg and wrapped her arms around his neck. For a moment, she buried her face in his neck. He became alarmed when he felt wetness there."Hey, hey," he pulled her away and cupped her cheeks. "What's really going on?" he used his thumbs to wip
"I'm so glad you're here," Denise welcomed Meredith into the hospital room she still occupied.Meredith waved, trying to be quiet as she saw Liam curled up in the corner on a pulled out cot. "Should I come back later?" she whispered, pointing at Liam."Nah, I'm up," he sat up, yawning as he ran his hands over his eyes. "Did Tyler bring you?""Yeah, he's downstairs grabbing some coffee. He told me to let you know if you were awake, you could come join. I think he was gonna go get some breakfast at Donna's.""Oh, I am all over that. This hospital food sucks donkey balls. You don't mind do you?" he asked her as he sat up, straightening his clothes out."Sure don't.""You'll be good?" Liam asked, turning to face Denise."I'll be fine. I told you that you could go home last night. Remember?"Meredith watched as they argued good-naturedly."I am not leaving you up here in this place by yourself. Don't even ask me to do that again. I thought we settled that.""We did," she
"Jagger, do you think you could come help me?" Meredith yelled from the room that housed her storage materials. Tyler had set a box just a fingertip too high for her to get, and he'd left to go do a run for the club.She had been going through everything with a fine tooth comb, only stopping to take clothes and the kids to Denise. When the trip had gone off with only a few minor speed bumps, it had reiterated to her that this was the right thing to do. She still had yet to find anything that pointed to her attacker."Yeah," Jagger said coming into the room. "What can I do for ya?""I need that box up there, Tyler put it a little too high for me to get to it," she pointed to the box in question. "Be careful," she cautioned."The curse is over," he pointed out as he grabbed it over his head.In the blink of an eye, he lost his grip and it fell, busting open. "Fuck," he mumbled."Curse is over, huh?" she couldn't help the grin that broke across her face."I thought so anyway
Jagger had to admit he was nervous. Standing in front of Tyler, knowing that you'd pissed him the fuck off was not the best feeling in the world."You know this is extremely disrespectful, my brother," Tyler started, pacing the room like a caged wolf."I know," Jagger swallowed hard. There was no sense in trying to make excuses for what he had done. None of them would matter. Now was the time to take his punishment like a member of this club.The big man stalked up to him, and he could feel the anger rolling off of him in waves. "I'm holding myself back from beatin' you to a bloody pulp because I know you were just trying to do something nice for the woman I care about. For that I'm going to give you fair warning. You do it again and I will kick your ass from here to next Sunday."The breath Jagger had been holding came out in a rush. He visibly relaxed. It was then that Tyler grabbed him by the sides of his cut and shoved him against the wall."Anyone asks and I gave you mot
He sat there on the bed, taking the blows that she directed towards his body. She was pissed and they hurt, but he would take whatever she could dish out."Stop making decisions for me, I am my own person and I can make my own decisions," she cried out, pushing him back on the bed where he landed with a thump."Then start making them," he goaded her.She realized he was right. She hadn't made any kind of decision really without talking it over with someone since her attack. Doc Jones, him, Denise. Someone always had to be a sounding board before she made her decision or plan of attack. It stopped tonight, it stopped right now."What are you doing?" he asked as he caught the glint of defiance in her eyes."Making my own decision," she thrust the words out at him.He watched as she kicked off her shoes and then reached down to the button of her jeans. Within moments she'd unbuttoned them and stripped herself of the heavy material, along with her underwear. The long sleeve shi
She walked over to where he sat on the bed, his mouth hanging open in awe. Maybe he hadn't expected her to be so forward, but she enjoyed the fact that he seemed to be speechless. Running her hands over his cut, she slipped it off his shoulders and set it with care on the chair that sat near the bed.As she turned around, she saw his hands go to the hem of the thermal shirt he wore."Uh uh," she shook her finger at him. "I get to do this.""Then by all means, don't let me take anything away from you," he told her, dropping his hands and then using them to lean back with. "Do whatever you want."Putting her own hands at the hem of his shirt, she ran them up underneath, feeling the warmth and smoothness of the skin there. As she ran them up, she caught the material of the shirt and took it off as she ran her hands up to his shoulders. Appreciation colored her cheeks."I never see you work out, but you really do have the body of a God," she complimented.His laugh was a little