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Mr. Allen nods, taking the card from Styxx.
“Come on, girls, let’s go get Eabha and head home.”
Home?
Which home is he talking about? His or mine? I’m not even sure I want to go back to my place. Not without knowing what my uncle is up to. The thought of him showing up at my sister’s school scares me. Not just a little bit, but a whole hell of a lot. Why does he want her so much? I don’t get it.
CHAPTER 12
STYXX
Anger doesn’t describe the emotion swirling through me right now. The bastard tried to take Promise from her school. For what? I don’t know, but I’m going to find out. When I do, Ronald Hall is going to pay for putting the fear he’s put in both my woman and her sister. I won’t stand for him scaring either of them without paying the price.
My hands itch to feel his blood on my hands as I pull up to the clubhouse. I knew that’s where Josephine had my daughter. She texted earlier in the day to let me know she’d be here with Scythe while he worked. I was going to have to get to my own computer and do some digging. I needed to find out where Ronald Hall was so I could pay him a visit.
“What are we doing here?” Hope asks. “I thought you said we were going to pick up Eabha.”
“She’s here,” I tell her while parking. “This is the club’s clubhouse. You two can hang out for a little bit while I work.”
“I have to get to Keeper’s Temptation.” The reminder isn’t needed. I knew her schedule just as well as she did.
“I know, and I’ll get you there, but spend some time with your sister. I need to look into your uncle a bit, and then I’ll take you to work. I’m not gonna leave you there without me. Promise can hang with Eabha here. We can pick them both up or crash here tonight.”
“Crash here?”
“Yeah, got a room here. It’s where I lived before buying the property that my house, yours, and the one on the other side of me sit on.”
“Wait, you own the house we’re renting?” Hope’s eyes widen with her question. “You know how much you can get for that place?”
“I know how much I can get,” I grunt. “I also know I’m not into scalping people on rent. I don’t need the money that damn bad. It’s an investment.”
I don’t want to get frustrated with her, but the mood I’m in right now, I can easily do just that.
“Well . . .”
“Can we not get into an argument and head inside? I want to see Eabha,” Promise pipes up for the first time since getting in the truck.
“Go ahead in and find her. We’ll follow in a minute.”
“Sure, you guys go right ahead and fight it out.” There’s no missing the snide tone of Promise’s voice as she hops out.
I wait for her to close the door before reaching across the console and grabbing Hope, yanking her over and into my lap. There’s not much space for her to sit comfortably sideways. It’s why I turn her until she’s straddling my lap and her back presses into the steering wheel. Still not ideal, but it works for me.
Works for my cock too. If Hope were wearing a skirt, I’d hike it up to her waist and have her ride me, right here, for anyone to come across us. It wouldn’t be the first time one of my brothers saw me, though, I don’t want others to see my woman in themidst of pleasure at my hands. With Hope, it’s different, she’s not just an easy piece for me to fuck and toss to the side.
“All right,mo chathú,” I murmur, my hands slide up her hips, the curve of her breasts, upward to curl about her neck. “Talk to me.”
The look in her eyes tells me I’m not the only one affected by our position or by my touch.
“What do you want me to say?”
“Tell me what’s going on in that head of yours.” I need to know what she’s thinking. What’s got her getting pissy.
“I’m not used to this. None of it,” she admits.
“Used to what?” I press, my thumb tracing her jawline. She’s warm against me, her body a perfect fit despite the cramped space of the truck cab.
It takes all of my control not to rip her shorts off her and slam her down on my cock.
