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“I’m not doing anything.” I picked up my warm beer. Nothing worse than a warm beer.

“Yes, you are. And it’s really sweet you care about her that much.” Kim twisted the cap off a cold beer and placed it in front of me. “I hope it works. I want my sister back.”

I didn’t just care about Abby. I fucking loved her.

“Did you know she’s thinking of giving up the baby?” Was I the only one she told?

Kim’s eyes went wide. “NO! Like hell that will be happening.”

I nodded my head, agreeing with her.

“She doesn’t really talk to me anymore. Not since she started dating him. We would always get into a fight about it, so she just stopped talking to me.” Kim looked down. “And I stopped talking to her.” Guilt washed through Kim’s words.

Abby hadn’t just withdrawn from the club; she had withdrawn from her family. Roach knew that. He just didn’t know what he could do to get her back. He was watching his daughter self-destruct. Hell, I didn’t know what to do either to get my Abby back, apart from give her time and stop her from making stupid decisions.

“She will come back to us.” I was saying it, but the pain in my chest that always came when I thought just how much of her I had lost surfaced.

“I’ll try talking to her again. Maybe if I avoid the topic of her boyfriend, she will at least talk to me about the baby.”

“Thanks Kim.”

“Does she know how much you love her?” She looked at me with wonder. “Even though she has put you through hell, you are still for there for her.”

“I’ll have any part of her that I can get my hold on. Even if that means just a small part.” I glanced up, seeing Brad talk to Cameron. We needed to get those bikes done. “I’ll see you later, Kim.”

“Oi Brad, you ready to do those bikes?” I walked to him.

“I’ve been working on my car all day. But if this is your way of asking for help, I guess I can give you a hand.”

I nodded my head and followed him out into the sun. Fuck, it was hot today. Maybe if I kept my hands busy, I could get my mind off Abby and what she might and might not tell Drake.

Chapter 17

Abby

“God, this is amazing.” I dug into the Chinese.

Drake laughed. “You’re acting like you haven’t eaten in weeks.”

I looked at him guiltily. “I haven’t been eating.”

“Abby.”

“Stop with the lecture. I’m eating now, aren’t I?” I stuffed my mouth with more food. God, why had I stopped eating this stuff? As soon as I tasted it, it was like my body had been craving it.

“You are.” Drake looked at me with a smile. “I’ve missed you, Abby.”

“Yeah you too. How are the clubs?”

“Good. Actually earning some real cash.”

“So now is the time I say I need a loan?” I was joking, but the serious look on his face told me he hadn’t realized I was.

“Is that why you’re with that boyfriend of yours? For money?”

I sighed dropping my fork. “No.” I knew he would mention Daniels. Reaper couldn’t possibly keep that to himself. Anyway, I had money. I did get paid for every hit, even though I was doing it for my freedom. Blake still liked me getting paid. “It’s not for money.”

“You love him?”

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