Page 71 of Indecent Lies

He dragged his sweaty-self home and discovered the apartment dark, but he got a blast of relief seeing Poppy’s coat hung up on the peg and her boots lined up next to his.

He found a lasagna in the fridge and he smiled while he shoved it into his mouth, knowing the little girl was tucked up in his bed.

Without him, and his dick hurt, but she was home.

EIGHTEEN

“Better to eat you, little girl.” - Texas

The more he thought about things, the angrier he became internally.

How Grigori somehow caught onto theSoulstension and glommed the fuck onto Texas, like he thought he was separating a baby duckling from the pack.

Texas seriously had a hard on to bury that guy for no other reason than he had anger inside himself that couldn’t be quelled and needed to take it out on someone.

He was in no way at the level of Lawless when it came to…anything, that freak of nature could hack into the Pentagon if he wanted to, just stroll right in through their firewalls and whatever else they had on cyber guard and not get caught.

What Texas knew though, was stocks, shares and money. He’d used his insight for Rider and the club and never regretted cleaning all that dirty money by investing it in very lucrative places.

He had the photos but that might not be enough.

He’d seen plenty of how thebratvabought their way out of charges that didn’t even reach a judge. Now that they didn’t have the mayor in their pockets, that might change.

Rider never worked with the law.

The club were their own judge and jury.

But a loose agreement between the club and Charlie not so long ago, meant that he’d look the other way if Rider used means and ways to get rid of Grigori in their town, after all, the sheriff wanted the same thing and Charlie, being reasonable and a good guy, agreed.

Texas didn’t know if they still had their verbal handshake going, he hated not being at the church table.

It was like missing a limb.

So he sat and stewed.

All the while watching the bedroom door, waiting for it to open so he could put his eyes on Poppy.

Every morning since she shoehorned her way into his loft, she’d been up and around before seven. Here it was nearing eleven and not a peep from behind that door, he knew she was in there because like a creeper, he waited until 2 am last night and stuck his head in the door to see her sprawled out fast asleep.

He was ready to knock the door down and drag her out to face him if he had to.

Offering her little pussy to him one second and then hiding it the next.

The back of his jaw cracked, he felt like Superman trying to X-ray vision the door so he could see beyond.

And then the door creaked open and his heart started to thump again.

What he didn’t expect was her to fly into a tantrum at the first sight of him.

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“For goodness sake, Tait. Why are you still here?” She exclaimed, in her sleep shorts and tank top with an oversized hoodie over that,hishoodie she’d stolen. “I’ve been sitting in bed for hours just waiting for you to go out, with my ears pricked to the door. Do you know how grumbly my belly is?”

She huffed and grumped and didn’t notice how his stare was zeroed in on her legs.

She was starving and couldn’t take it any longer so she’d braced her shoulders and faced the lion head on. Intent on an apology, the yelling took her by surprise too, just seeing his gorgeous face made her tongue go rogue and start firing words at will.

“Where am I supposed to be?” He asked incredulous sounding.

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