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He raised his eyes to the ceiling and sighed. “Just do what you can. I know we need to get to the bottom of what’s passin’ through town, but Freya’s not herself. Ever since she broke up with Sully, she’s been quiet. It’s not like her, and I’m worried, especially with her bein’ so far from home.” He leaned forward, eyes boring into mine. “Need you to spend some time with her. Make sure she’s okay. You may get more outta her than me or her brothers. Try and get her to open up and report back. Feel me?”

Fuck.

The last thing I needed was to play babysitter for Freya fucking Stone. For a start, she had too much lip for her own good. Her opinions were strong, and she didn’t hesitate to make them known.

Our friendship had faltered since I’d been seeing Lucy. Freya stopped coming home. I suspected why, especially after what Cash and Breaker told me earlier. It hurt me that I hurt her, but there was no way around it.

Still, I couldn’t tell Prez that.

Freya was the apple of his eye. He was determined she was gonna get hitched to some lawyer or doctor. He didn’t want his little girl with a biker, and I saw his point when I thought about all the bullshit the ol’ ladies and kids went through. Still, if anyone could keep Freya safe, it was a Speed Demon. I reckoned she could do a lot worse. We revered our ol’ ladies.

But my loyalties lay with my Prez. I didn’t want Freya to do something she’d regret. At least if I had an excuse to turn up, she wouldn’t think I was cockblocking her which, frankly, I intended to.

Decision made; a weight suddenly lifted from my chest. “I’ll have a little chat with her, bossman. See where she’s at.”

His expression softened. “Thanks, brother. I knew I could count on you. There aren’t many men I’d trust around Freya, but you two are friends, and you seem to understand her. I can’t tell you how happy I am to have someone I can rely on around my baby girl.”

A lump formed in my throat.

John Stone gave me something nobody else ever had. His trust and loyalty. It wasn’t about what I could do for him or how good I could make him look. It was about friendship and brotherhood.

I’d never known it before. I was born into a world of reputation and fake bullshit. What I had from John Stone was authentic and pure.

And I couldn’t let him down unless I wanted to lose what the Speed Demons gave me.

Family.

Chapter Two

Freya

“You’re a fucking baddie,” my friend Abigail crowed as the Uber drove away. “Colt won’t be able to resist you.” She took her cell from her purse, aimed the camera at me, and clicked. “That’ll do it,” she muttered, her fingers flying over her phone.

“No more sexting, Abi. Colt will work it out if you overdo it.” I reached out to take the cell from her. “He’s smarter than the average biker.”

She flipped her phone around to show me the screen. “Chill out. I took a Snap, that’s all. It’s on Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok. I tagged the bar, too, in case he wants to track you down.” She grinned as her cell buzzed. “Notifications already coming in about the hot girl. Colt will see everything.” Abigail grinned. “That outfit’s fire, and your hair looks amazing in that slicked-up ponytail. You’re totally giving off sexy, edgy vibes.”

I looked down at my black body suit with side cutouts, camo utility pants gathered with elastic at my ankles, and black strappy sandals. “Is it too slutty?”

Abigail’s stare flicked up and down me. “Yeah.”

I smoothed my pants down. “Perfect. Just the look I was going for.”

“You look sexy as fuck,” Abi added. “If Colt doesn’t show up to rescue you from yourself, at least you’ll have all the guys in the bar to choose from. You know what they say: the best way to get over somebody is to get under somebody else.”

“If reading that shit doesn’t make Colt pay me a visit, I don’t know what will,” I muttered. “You couldn’t have set up those sexy texts any better. He’s been monitoring my cell since I was sixteen, so there’s no doubt he’s seen them.”

Abi smiled. “He’ll turn up for you. It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve teased him, and he’s arrived like a white knight to save your virtue.”

I opened my mouth to reply when I was interrupted by a series of pings coming from my pocket. I fished out my cell to check the notifications and smiled when I saw the ol’ ladies' WhatsApp group going crazy with messages.

Kennedy:Jesus, Frey. You’ll give John a fkg conniption in that outfit.

Cara:Cash just saw it and nearly choked to death. :D Good job.

Layla:I think you look beautiful, honey. XOX

Kennedy:Someone’s looking to get laid 2nite.

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