Page 59 of Triple the Secrets
“Make sure whatever bed it is, isn’t from the clubhouse,” Rogue added.
Razor snorted. “What? They think they’re going to catch cooties or something?” he joked.
“If you slept in it, probably,” Jax snickered, earning him a middle finger from Razor.
Rogue rolled his eyes. “I don’t even know. Something about not knowing whatever someone left on it. Just get a new bed and mattress and they can figure it out.”
“Alright, we’ll adjourn but I want people trying to find these assholes. Keep an eye out, and if you spot any of these bastards, bring them here. Also, remember that with two teenagers around, don’t be getting into shit with the club whores out in the open.” Everyone nodded their heads, and Savage banged his gavel.
Rogue, Savage, and Fury made their way to where the SUV’s were kept. “You worried about Scarlett hanging out with the girls?” Fury asked from the passenger seat once they were on the road. Savage grumbled about having to sit in the back but they ignored him.
Rogue picked up speed as they headed down the deserted road and shook his head. “Scarlett can handle herself. I’d be more worried about the twins getting themselves into trouble somehow.”
“Karissa is there,” Fury sighed. “Esme will keep them contained, and since Harlow and Royal are pregnant, that should mean that the craziness will be mild.”
“Have you met Royal?” Savage demanded, incredulous. “She’s only just started feeling better after being so damn sick, and now she’s just damn hormonal. If she’s not horny as hell, she’s pissed at me for every damn thing, or crying her eyes out.”
“And you want that?” Rogue demanded, glancing at Fury.
Fury shrugged. “Esme wants a baby and I want another kid. I’ll deal with her hormonal ass by tying her up and fucking her until she’s too damn tired to cry or yell at me.”
Savage snorted. “You stupid bastard,” he sneered. “You say that now. When she’s puking her guts up morning, noon, and night for months, you’ll be singing a different tune. Esme’s meaner then Royal, so I wouldn’t put it past her to try and murder you in your sleep or outright poison you.”
Fury shrugged. “I’ll handle it. I’ll deal with whatever comes with the pregnancy because it’s what we want.” He glanced at Rogue. “What about you, brother? You and Scarlett going to have a brood of your own?”
Rogue shrugged. “We’ve only been together, what, a day? Too soon to figure that out, but we’ll see. With the twins, she may not want any, and I don’t care either way.”
Savage snickered. “Can you just imagine all of us chasing after all these kids? Shit, guys, I never wanted an Old Lady, and here I am with one and soon to be two kids. If you told me this was going to happen a few years ago, I would have punched you in the face.”
“Don’t you mean three?” Rogue asked.
Savage scowled at him in the rearview mirror. “Shut the hell up,” he snapped. “I can’t do twin girls, man. As far as I’m concerned, we’re having one and it’ll be a boy.”
Fury and Rogue shared a smirk. “I’d be fine with a girl,” Fury said absently as Rogue pulled onto Scarlett’s street. “I’ll be better with a boy, but I want a little girl with her mama’s fire.”
Rogue snorted. “Until she becomes a demon as a teenager. I have to deal with two of them, so I’ll let you know and you can change your tune.”
Fury rolled his eyes.
They pulled into the driveway and climbed out. All joking was gone as they looked around. Rogue took in the front porch and the path leading up to it. Nothing looked disturbed, but he didn’t trust it. He looked back at Savage and Fury, who nodded without a word. Savage headed around the side of the house, and Fury followed him inside.
They spread out and searched the house, but Rogue found nothing out of place, and no signs of intruders. He made his way back downstairs to Fury and Savage waiting in the kitchen. “Nothing looks disturbed down here,” Fury told him.
“Upstairs either.”
“Outside, there’s footprints around back, but they don’t look fresh,” Savage said. “Near the tree outside one of the bedrooms.”
“Probably one of the girls,” Rogue answered. “They like to climb out that tree to go to that knife class when Scarlett’s asleep. Or when I was sitting out here and they wanted to come and annoy the shit out of me.”
Savage nodded. “Alright, well, let’s get their stuff and get back. I want to get out on my bike and start looking around, see who we can shake out of the tree.”
Rogue nodded and pulled out his phone. “They sent me the list.” He opened the picture and looked through the list. He sighed when he saw just how much was on it. “Your women are bad influences,” he griped.
Both men chuckled. “What did they do?”
“Apparently they told the girls to have me get a new sense of humor, and for me to grab something sexy for myself to entice Scarlett.”
Both men laughed openly. “Yeah, that sounds like them,” Savage agreed. “I’ll leave you to get any clothes they want, but anything else they need?”
