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“Oh, my goodness. She’s totally crazy. I’ve known her since we were teenagers. She is as crazy as you can get, and so is Amelia and that other friend…” Now, Ed is snapping his fingers against his chin trying to remember, and I’m watching those fingers and frown, because hey, I thought he was having trouble with them? My mind snaps back to him as he continues speaking, “Yeah, Sybil, that’s the other one. They are like three witches, always in trouble, but always helping where they can. I have to admit that because I’d be doing them a disservice otherwise. So, you have adopted Bitty as a mother?”

“No. She adopted me a few minutes after we met. But I like her. She is rather wacky, but her heart is in the right place. The three of them are living at the clubhouse now from what Bitty has told me, and they love it. They are all selling their houses, too.”

“Well, well, life is a surprise. You take care with those three. They could lead you into all sorts of trouble.”

Laughing, I take our empty cups and wash them as I get ready to head home. “I’ll be careful, but you know Bitty is being so kind to me. Just when I needed a fairy godmother, she appeared.”

“Yeah, witches are like that.” Ed snorts, and I have to giggle at him, referring to them as witches, but I see them as good witches, if that’s what they are.

“Okay, Ed, I’ll see you tomorrow evening. I’ll speak to Alf about the food as soon as I get the opportunity, too.” I kiss his leathery cheek and make my way home. I used the van and hope I don’t get into trouble.

Back home, I’m only inside ten minutes before the front door opens and Bitty walks in. Taking her jacket off and hanging it on the coat rail, just as though she’s done it a million times before. I shake my head and grin to myself.

“Okay, let’s not mess around. This shit with Mav and that horrid woman, Sharon. I’ve found out he was with her once. Yeah, idiot. Men! Honestly, they think with their dicks half the time. Then when they get into trouble because of that dick, they wonder why. It’s a shame God didn’t give them a brain that wasn’t attached to that dick, as it would have saved the world all sorts of crap.” Bitty seems to be on a roll and she’s only just started speaking. I remain quiet as I know that this could get tetchy if I don’t react well. “So, you know Forest is charging Sharon for sexual assault. That should sort the bitch out. She’s been stalking Mav for months and he’s told her repeatedly he’s not interested.

“Now, about last night. You didn’t hang around, did you? Why not? He was on a date with you. What was wrong with you putting that bitch in her place? Now, Blake, if he’s your man, he is YOUR man. You fight for him, you show him he matters, you don’t run away like a little girl in kindergarten, for goodnesssake. I can see I’m going to have to toughen you up some. So, what you got to say for yourself?”

“I was shocked and hurt. You know what happened with my marriage, Bitty. The last thing I want is disrespecting again.”

“I can understand that, Blake, but you also have to create your own happiness and future. So, I’ll organize a rerun of the date for the coming Saturday and you can try again. This time you can go to TJs. Now, I’m off, as I have things to be doing.” Before I can say a word, Bitty has kissed my forehead and left slamming the front door behind her.

Shock, I’m in shock. Second date Saturday! Well, I hope it’s better than the last one.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

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Axel calls his officers, Knuckles, Colton, Garth, and me into his office. It’s Monday morning and unusual for this to be the start of the day. Stepping inside, I take a stand behind Wings, who is seated to one side in front of Axel’s desk. Folding my arms across my chest, I wait for this meeting to unfold.

Axel walks into the office and quickly takes his seat behind the desk, wasting no time as he speaks. “I’ve spoken to Vincenzo Vitale early this morning. He’s been watching Mark Milanas closely and has seen men leaving the area where this asshole is hiding. Now, I’m not placing us in a position where any of us could get hurt, because let’s face it, Vitale has more men at hand than we have in the MC. This time I’m happy to follow Vitale’s lead, but I need you out and watching the town.”

“That’s unusual for us to take a back seat, Pres?” Drag asks, looking as puzzled as we all feel.

“Yeah, it is, but it turns out Milanas is inside Vitale’s territory, which makes him Vitale’s problem more than ours. Tomorrow, if we get Milanas’ men in our town, then it becomes an issue we can take in hand. I mean, grab the fuckers and get them to Nell's where Jaws can have a mighty snack.” Axel gives the feral grin we all know well, and although we’ve all been wondering if he lost his balls to Mia of late, it seems she only borrowed them for a while! Axel continues, “Vitale wants to know when he gets his man, and he will get his man, if we want in on the interrogation.”

“Not me, I don’t give a shit. As long as he’s dead I really don’t care who did the honors.” Buzz states from where he’s standing with his back to the window.

BS speaks next, gaining our attention, “Me either. Let’s be honest, if we are not involved, it can’t come back on us at any time in the future.”

Colton shuffles, and we all look at him as he shrugs his shoulders. “I suppose we can let him deal with the fucker. You know, keep our hands clean. But I have to admit I’d like to get my hands on the fucker just for a few minutes.”

Knuckles smacks Colton up the back of the head while rolling his eyes, which has me smirking. Wings chuckles and rubs his chin but speaks to Colton directly, “I know where you’re coming from because I’d like a piece of that fucker too. But, if we want to protect the club and the people in it, then we keep our distance. But if he gets away from Vitale, then all bets are off. I’ll even use Target’s sniper rifle if I have to.”

Axel rubs the back of his neck and I can see he wants to be in on any action, but he’s always been protective of the brothers of the club. Taking his responsibility more than a little seriously, and we all respect him for that. We’ve seen presidents of other clubs rush in, and then buried brothers because of ill thought-out plans. That is something Axel will never do. He weighs all the options open to him before he makes any type of decision.

Axel looks from one of us to another before he speaks. “Are you all in agreement that we leave this Milanas asshole to Vitale, unless he takes a step into our territory? If he does that or any of his men, we round them up and visit Nell?” Axel receives a resounding, ‘Aye.’

An hour later I’m looking at the app on my phone where I keep all my work hours, and anything else that I need to keep track of. I love this app. It stops me from making blunders as to where I should be and when.

I’m lounging in the kitchen with a coffee and look up when I hear Sybil speak. “Mav, have you got one of those rememberals in your phone?”

“Rememberal?” What the fuck is she talking about?

“You know, it reminds you of things you need to do. Or even where you are supposed to be.” Sybil has such a serious look on her face that I know she’s not playing the fool.

“Yeah, if that’s what you want to call it. If you go to Specs, he’ll sort your phone out for you, and show you how to do it.” Yeah, I’m an asshole. I just dumped Specs in the shit.

“Oh, that’s what Bitty said, too. Okay, thank you, Mav.” Sybil gives me such a sweet smile that I think I’m a double asshole for my last thought. But I watch her rush out of the kitchen and know Specs will be after my ass later.

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