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in an instant.
Get everyone in the house, he says, turning to Gaine and Mireya. Take a couple people into the
garage and watch the bikes, just in case. I want all the lights off and weapons in every hand. Austin
spares a glance for Tease, but I meet his gaze instead.
I got her, boss, I promise him as she turns and closes her eyes, red hair blowing in a warm gust
of wind.
Whoever that is, it's not my family, Tease promises, the sound of hogs growing louder, a growl
of beasts snarling into the city and coming this way fast. If Tease says it's not her family, I believe her.
This lady knows her stuff.
I didn't think so, I tell her, watching as everyone spills into the house, weapons at the ready,
faces tight with anger. We've always been a very peaceful group, but you can only push people so far
before they break. I think most of my friends are at the precipice. I pity the stupid fuckers who decide
to mess with us tonight. But you know what I do think? That we have a rat. Thought that for awhile
now, but it's becoming more and more obvious. Time to get out the dogs and go on a manhunt. Tease
smiles sympathetically at me. Now get your ass in the house, and let me show you how this shit is
done.
No, she says, surprising me. I'm always in the house. I've spent my whole life in the house. If
you don't mind, I'd like to stay here. I know you don't entirely trust me, but I won't do anything to
compromise you. I just want to end this without anymore bloodshed.
And I believe you, sugar, but there's no reason for you to risk yourself.
There's a whole lot of reasons, over three hundred to be exact. That's the size of my club, all the
members and their old ladies, the Mamas, the prospects. I'm fighting for them, and I've never been
able to do that before.
I watch her face carefully, trying to determine where all of this strength and conviction comes from.
The girl is chivalrous as all get out, and I like it. I really, really like it.
Okay, baby, I tell her because, shoot, who the hell am I to tell her what to do anyhow? Stay by
my side and watch how it's done.
Tease
Chapter 17
I don't get a lot of time to wonder about Beck's strange facial expression because something happens.
I don't know what it is, but I end up in the backyard of the abandoned house listening to the sound of
approaching motorcycles. Whatever it is that's going on, I'm determined to be a part of it. I feel &
angry right now, that strange inexplicable rage that seems to keep taking over me lately. Most of it's
focused on that woman, Mireya. She's such a fucking bitch. But her clothes are exactly my style, her
attitude what I'd always fantasized a woman in Triple M would be like. Tough. Outspoken.
Independent. That's not to say that the women back home aren't like that at all. It's just, they all buy
into this brotherhood thing where the bond between the men, their passions, their careers, all comes
first. As I'd expected, it's not like that here, not at all.
I smile.
My fingers come up and touch my lips, brushing across the soft skin there. Now all I need to do is
rob a bank and I'll have had the full Triple M experience.
Come with me, Emilie, Beck says with a wink, drawing me along the fence and towards the
narrow gate that leads into the front yard. As soon as I saw this white house towering above us, all
peeling paint and spires and grimy windows, I started to fantasize about it. Who must have lived here
last? Why don't they live here now? How would they feel if they knew Triple M was squatting in it? I
have to shake my head and bite my lip to get rid of the thoughts. It's not easy, not with how pumped up
I am. Triple M. I finally get to see how they work in action. When they're not killing your family
members, traitor. I ignore that little voice in my brain, banishing it along with the fantasies. I don't
blame them for that just as I don't blame Seventy-seven Brothers for killing the Triple M members. It
was a costly misunderstanding, a tragic one. But blaming each other won't help. Stay close behind
me. If you need it, there's a .38 in the back of my jeans. Beck glances over his shoulder and winks at
me. There's more than one bullet in it this time, he says with a smile, turning back to the fence and
crouching low. I copy his position and wait with bated breath.
A couple of minutes slinks by, so slow that they're almost painful. I'm filled full of adrenaline, but I
can't move, my legs cramping as I keep crouched beside Beck. When the noise of engines reaches a
crescendo, curiosity almost kills the cat. I come this close to standing up. My fingers curl tight around
Beck's bicep as gunshots sound in the air above us, freezing me in place. I'm used to hiding behind
closed doors, hearing about the action secondhand. Right now, I'm in the thick of it, and I like the way
it makes me feel.
We know you're in there, Austin Sparks, and we're ready to raid the place 'less you get your pansy
ass out here and face me like a fucking man. Beck growls low under his breath, but he doesn't move.
I listen carefully in the ensuing silence and hear a slight creak and the pound of footsteps.
I cannot for the life o' me figure out why you're here, I hear someone say. Austin, I think. I just
met the man a few minutes ago, so I'm not positive on that. Bested by Crows assaulted us, and we
took care of them. I get that you have a relationship with them, but I suggest you don't involve yourself
in this.
Fucking rat, Beck whispers, his profile strong, lips sexy. I almost reach out and put my fingers on
them. I have a thing for lips, especially when they're attached to a man who knows how to reach my
soul with a single kiss. I knew it. I knew it.
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