"You think Rooster will help us?" Tyler asked as he and Liam sat outside the Sheriff's office downtown."I think it's worth a shot," Liam answered.They were taking a huge chance, sitting just off of the historical downtown area of the square, their bikes parked at an angle on the street. Every officer that came out wearing the brown of the Sheriff's department gave their bikes and their cuts a once over. Liam was pretty sure that everyone knew who they were. The two of them sat in silence, watching each officer that came out of the building. When they noticed the red head of the man they wanted to see, Liam whistled and motioned for him to come on over."To what do I owe this pleasure?" he asked as he walked over. The loose-hipped way he walked belied the turmoil he felt inside.Liam took off his sunglasses and leveled his old friend with a stare. "We need some assistance for old times' sake."Rooster didn't like the sound of that, in fact it caused sweat to break out on his
"I've got the information you need."Liam had suspected it would take a lot longer than a few days for Rooster to obtain what they wanted, but he had really come through. "Where do you want to do the drop?" he asked through the cell."Our old hang out." With that, he ended the call.Liam hung up and motioned for Tyler. The two of them were on repo duty with the wrecker, and it would be the perfect excuse for them to leave. "Rooster just called. He's got our information. In a few minutes, act like you got a text with a tip on a car. We need to head out towards Richardsville."Tyler nodded and a few minutes later did exactly what Liam had asked of him."We're headin' out," Tyler called out to William, who waved before they left with the wrecker.As they rode out to the old Garvin bridge, Tyler pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth."You nervous?" Liam asked."It sounds weird, but yeah, I am. I'm nervous that I'm right, and I'm nervous that I'm wrong. How crazy is tha
Meredith sat in shock as she watched a video of the night of her attack. In the envelope there had also been a USB Drive. She hadn't been sure she had wanted to see what it held, but knew that after all the other incriminating evidence they had viewed, it had to be something big. Someone had been in the bushes that night filming, they had heard her scream for help and hadn't come to her rescue.Denise choked back sobs as she held onto Meredith's hand beside her. "Let's turn this off," she pleaded."No," Meredith stopped her. "I have to see this. I have to see what he saw while he heard me screaming for help and didn't come to my rescue. I need to know what kind of a bastard he really is.""I've seen enough," Tyler whispered, getting up from the table and making his way to the other room.He had a seat on the couch, putting his head in his hands. Most of the information they had received had been text messages and voice mails that detailed the planning of her attack and set up t
Thanksgiving"Are you going to be okay doing this?" Tyler asked as he and Meredith got ready for the big Thanksgiving dinner with the club."I could ask you the same thing, as well as Liam and Denise. Things are going to be fine," she assured him.Thanksgiving dinner was a huge tradition with the club. Given that so many of them came from broken homes, a lot of members wouldn't have a place to go for the holidays. So the club provided the traditional meal."Are you sure you don't want to go visit your family today?"Meredith shook her head. The love she saw amongst this group of outlaws was more than she had seen in her family in a long time. "No, the only thing my dad's going to ask me is if I've decided to put the college education he paid for to use again. My mom will just sit there and nod. I'd much rather stay here."Tyler didn't have family, so he didn't really understand the dynamic. "If you say so.""I do."They made their way into the dining area of the clubhou
Meredith screamed along with the other women who surrounded her. She wasn't exactly sure what it was about a man playing guitar that women loved, but it was downright sexy. Never had Jagger looked more at home than he did up on stage. She really couldn't believe this was the same man who was scared to death of the curse of the skull cup. She'd heard him humming and singing to himself a few times, but she'd never known his voice was so rich. As the crowd began to surge closer towards the stage, Tyler wrapped his arms tighter around her body. No one was getting in between the two of them, no one would separate them. She put her hands over his and squeezed, showing her appreciation of the fact that he wouldn't let anyone encroach on their space.The fact that she was even in this crowd, not freaking out, was amazing. After Jagger's set, she turned around and motioned for him to bend down so that she could talk into his ear."I'm thirsty," she shouted.Her voice was hoarse, and he ha
The entire club had gathered at a warehouse that they owned next to the Barren River. The man that Tyler had beaten sat in a chair, arms tied behind his back, feet tied to the legs."What did you call everyone here for?" William asked, as they all assembled.Liam walked towards the group milling around the doorway. "Please, allow me to explain. This man is the man that raped Meredith. It was a horrible crime, one that affected everyone in the club and our significant others. We've all talked over the past few months of what we would do when we found that man.""Yeah, we'd kill him," Steele agreed.Jagger stood on the same side as Liam and Tyler, flanking the man in the chair."Well, we found him," Tyler pointed at the man sitting in the chair. "The bitch of it is that one man in this room paid this piece of shit to rape the woman that I love. He set up the whole thing."Shouts erupted as each of them began pointing fingers at the other.Tyler whistled loudly, getting ever
The next morning, a soft knock sounded on the door of the dorm room. Meredith hadn't slept well the night before as she watched over Tyler. She knew that he had been very conflicted last night and she hated that. Getting up quickly, she padded over to the door and opened it softly."Hey," she greeted Liam. "He's still asleep.""Just have him come up to the house whenever he gets up. Some major shit went down last night after he left."She took a good look at the man standing in front of her. Her keen eyes noticed that he now wore the president patch. "Congrats Pres," she grinned at him."Thanks. I'm sorry about what William did to you, and I'm glad that we got it taken care of.""I don't hold it against you at all. I'll let him know when he wakes up that you wanna talk to him."She closed the door and quickly went back over to the bed, crawling in beside him and cozying up to the warmth of his body. He slept deeply, much deeper than she had ever seen him sleep before. It wa
The events of the last few days had been hard on everyone. Liam and Roni had gone to speak with their mother, explaining what had gone on with William. They had come back both red-faced and subdued. A few of the older members had decided to leave the club. What remained was a young group of men who were ready to take on a new world. Ready to make a new destiny for themselves.Tyler sat on the couch of Meredith's counselor's office, his hands between his knees. "What do you want me to say?""What do you want to say?" Dr. Jones asked.He turned his head to face Meredith. "I'm not sure that I like when she answers a question with a question."She grinned. "Sucks when someone does that to ya, huh? Remember that for when we have our own conversations."Slinging his arm over the back of the couch, he playfully pinched her shoulder."Seriously, Tyler. How do you feel?"He opened his mouth a few times to speak, but found there were no words. "I don't know. I've done many things i
The temperature in the cab of the truck was downright frigid as Remy drove to Tyler's house to drop off Addie first. Tatum refused to meet his gaze and that flat out pissed him off. If she was going to give herself to another man and then have the balls to sit in front of him like this, she should at least have the decency to meet his eyes when he looked at her."Am I going to have to explain to Tyler why I'm dropping you off at one in the fucking morning?" Remy glanced in the review mirror of the truck, looking back to where Addie sat in the extended cab."No," she shook her head, looking about as tired and unhappy as he felt. "He's at the clubhouse. He and Mom had planned to stay and they took Caelin with them."Well, thank God for small favors, because the one person besides Liam he didn't want to face off with tonight, was Tyler."You're lucky I don't call him and tell him where the hell you've been. How could you let her go up there with him?" he questioned her, the irrita
Tatum's heart beat through her chest as she followed Gavin upstairs to a much quieter part of the house. Her mouth was dry – the result of her nerves, or the alcohol she'd consumed – she wasn't sure which. Her hand gripped Gavin's tightly, but she knew it wasn't because she was excited, it was because she wanted to yank on it, and stop him from leading her into the empty bedroom. Part of her wanted to put a stop to it, the other part wanted to go through with this so she could throw it in Remy's face. Those stubborn traits she'd inherited from her dad were alive and well tonight.She glanced over her shoulder, spotting Addie pulling out her phone and making a call. The worried look on her friend's face told her all she needed to know. Addie was probably calling in reinforcements and her time had suddenly become very limited."You feelin' good?" his deep voice questioned in her ear, causing her hair to stand up and goosebumps to appear on her arms. This time it was different than wh
Remy was in a piss-poor mood, had been since the night of the Christmas party and everything that had gone down with Tatum. He bit off the head of anyone foolish enough to ask if he was okay. He'd been eating lunch by himself, and overall had been a miserable fucking loner. Even right now, while everyone else was partying their asses off, his big date was being in the gym and beating the ever-loving shit out of a heavy bag. It was the only thing that seemed to calm him the last few days.Hearing his fists connect with the bag felt good, even if it was muted by the gloves he wore. His arms burned, his shoulders and back ached, his chest heaved, and sweat poured down his forehead and into his eyes; making them sting. The sting felt good though, because it distracted him from the guilt he felt for the way he'd treated Tatum. And that guilt was pressing down on him like he was trapped under a thousand-pound boulder.He'd felt every emotion on the spectrum since she'd walked out on him
Tatum's blue eyes took in the party-goers around her. In different parts of the room, she could see members of her graduating class, some kids that were now seniors, and a few college kids. God, this had never been her thing, she'd never found high school or college parties worth anything to her. She could see everything that went on at them and more, at the club parties. Plus, this was a mob mentality – everyone here went along with everyone else, and it was so boring. Nobody had any individuality. Normally, she'd have tossed the invitation in the trash can and not even thought twice about it. She would have spent the night at the club's New Year's party and have an actual good time with her friends and family.Tonight though, she was on a mission."Do you see anybody?" Addie asked as they surveyed the room.Tatum took a drink from the bottle of Strawberry Boone's Farm she carried in her hand. It was the bottom shelf stuff, guaranteed to get you loaded in the least amount of tim
Tatum had never felt anything like the all-consuming lust that blasted through her as soon as Remy grabbed her hip and pulled her deep into his body. She'd thought she had but damn, she was wrong. Her fingers grasped at his shirt, trying to ground herself in the feelings, when she felt his bare palms slip up under the hem of her dress. The sharp intake of breath, and the way he nipped at her lip indicated he'd discovered she'd worn a thong."Fuck, Tate," he moaned as he pulled his lips from hers.She almost cried as he abandoned her lips and smeared his mouth down her neck. She felt the sharp nip of his teeth down to the core of her body. It caused her nipples to tighten further against the lace of strapless bra, and before she knew what she was doing, she was rubbing up against him."Please, Rem," she gasped out when she felt one of his hands on her ass venture back over her hip, and closer to the wetness and heat she felt between her thighs."Has anybody touched you?" he grow
He knew the second she walked in, just like he'd known when she'd entered the bakery. Even seven shots of Pappy in, he could feel her, he knew she was there by the way the hair on the back of his neck stood up, the goosebumps he got on his arms and the way his dick stirred to attention. He wasn't sure what kind of hold Tatum Walker held over him, but it was strong, maybe dangerously so, like some sort of Jedi Mind Trick he'd never be able to resist. And dammit if his hand didn't shake as he took his next shot."Too much for you?" Drew asked as he noticed the slight tremble of the other man's hand.How did he tell the man sitting beside him, he was hard up for his little sister? Easy. He didn't."Nah, I'm good, but I gotta hit the head. Be back."Plan number two when plan number one didn't work? Run and hope she wouldn't follow. As much alcohol as he had consumed, he wasn't sure he could push her away this time. After all, he was only a man and he wasn't immune to the way she lo
He should have brought a date. Those were the first words Remy thought when he walked through the door of the clubhouse. It hit him like a ton of bricks, and all he wanted to do was turn around and head back to Cash and Harper's. Normally, he lived at the clubhouse, but he'd had dinner at their place tonight. He could relieve the babysitter watching Maddy, and he wouldn't have to worry about keeping his guard up.Couples were paired off, which meant anyone without a plus one would be inevitably thrown together. Looking up, he saw mistletoe was hung randomly around the room. Shit. Since he was the youngest, he seemed to be one of the few without a woman on his arm. Sure as the world turned, he'd find himself thrown toward someone tonight.Gazing around the room, he didn't see Tatum and for that he was extremely thankful. He'd been able to avoid her since the day at Harper's bakery, but it'd hadn't been easy. Not that she'd gone out of her way to be around him but they were in the sa
Remy told himself to slow down as he grasped her neck, hauling Tatum closer to him. He cautioned his lust-drunk body not to make a fool of itself. He warned his libido not to let this go too far. They were in the middle of the bakery, in the middle of downtown. Anyone could walk through that door from some dumbass off the street, to her brother, to her dad. But he couldn't stop, couldn't force his hand not to trail down her body and grasp her tight ass in his fingers. He wanted desperately to pull her lower half into his, wanted to shove his thigh between her legs and feel the heat he knew would be there. His tongue was forceful as it made its way into her mouth, testing how far she'd let him go.Turned out she'd let him go as far as he wanted to.His brain tried to warn him that this was progressing too quickly. It was getting too out of control, too fast. If he didn't watch it, he'd be picking her up and putting her ass first against the nearest wall. He was losing his mind, losi
Son of a bitch. Something in the way Tatum's gaze met his made him think he'd said those words loud enough she could hear them. But fuck, she looked amazing. Even more than she usually did. Tatum had been gorgeous for a long time, but with her hair in this new cut, she looked sexy, and almost… sophisticated. But this was Tatum. She'd never fully be a lady, not really. She didn't do dresses unless she had to, she didn't do caked on makeup, and she could hang with the guys – no matter how raunchy it got."Do you like it?" She asked again, this time looking much more unsure than when she'd started out. Very slowly, she ran her fingers through her hair, giving it a tousle.Remy cleared his throat, not sure how honest he wanted to be, but at the same time knowing he couldn't help but be honest. If he lied to her, she would know, and it would do nothing to help the situation they seemed to always find themselves in. The two of them always seemed to be either pushing or pulling at each ot