Page 161 of Tattooed Love

She said that like she knew how little sleep I was getting. I guess it did show on my face. “I can now, knowing you are coming home.”

“Well, you won’t believe it until you are holding me, right?”

I nodded my head. I wouldn’t believe she was back until I could wrap my arms around her.

She yawned and laid down. “Well, knowing you, you will get your way.”

“I will. Night, Amber.” I was really looking forward to the day I could wrap my arms around her again, when she was back. I was going to make sure it was by the end of next week, because I couldn’t last any longer and now it was in my control; I wasn’t going to stop until she was back.

Hell, I’d give them the guns if it meant she was back for the deal.

“Night, Jax.” She hung up, her face disappearing, and I was looking at my wallpaper, which just happened to be a picture of her and me.

I was getting her back, but in order for my plan to work, I needed sleep because I was going to have to be switched on. I needed to take back control of my club.

As Troy had said, I needed to stand up again.

Well, I was going to. All this time I had been blaming the club for costing me Amber, and now I was going to rely on it for me to get her back.

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“I don’t know how I feel about this,” Tyler grumbled. “We don’t have any history with them. What is stopping them from turning these guns on us?”

“They don’t have a problem with us, and a buyer is a buyer.” I said. I had got in contact with them- TNS, offered them a deal of a lifetime. Our shipment was usually split into smaller portions. And sold off.

We never sold the whole thing to one buyer.

We were giving them enough weapons to start a small war.

“Still don’t know how you pulled it off,” Troy said, his eyes on me. He moved in his seat, leaning forward. “How are we going to pull this deal off without Amber?”

She had been our contact, but now she was in charge of who and who wasn’t trusted so I knew she would trust us to make the deal. She had to approve it and, as soon as they realized how serious I was, they said they would be in contact.

I had lined it up to not be a one-off, but a regular transaction. I was also trafficking them our drugs. I was making sure they had a strong business connection with us so it only made sense - if they were going to have someone pulling strings, well they would set them up here.

Which meant Amber. Here.

“Just made sense and the opportunity presented itself,” I said simply, ignoring the grunts of disbelief.

Troy thought his plan had worked because, after my phone call with Amber, I was focused on the club. I was focused on this deal. I had pulled every string possible to get in contact with them.

Then I had to throw my name around to even get a phone call.

But it had worked. I got the deal set up and it was for Friday so it only made sense that they would make sure their hand was in the country, supervising. As Amber said, she would be the invisible hand.

I hadn’t told her brothers what she was up to because then they would know what I was doing, and this time I wasn’t letting them get in the way of Amber and I.

I was getting her back.

And I wasn’t going to stop until I had her.

“Well, we will split the money come Friday,” Troy said, and closed the meeting.

Everyone got up and started to leave, but, by the look on Troy’s face, he wanted to speak to me.

So I waited until everyone left; wasn’t even surprised when he spoke as soon as the last member exited.

“What did Amber say to you?” he asked. Trying to find an explanation for me stepping back into my role.

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