Page 141 of Savage Outlaw

It was going to be a tossup who Crew prospected for in years to come.

Tad came through the door, she heard him banging snow off his boots then helping Crew out of his snow jacket, before her dark haired angel boy came bounding through and got back to the pile of toys in the middle of the rug.

“What’s the verdict?” She asked, letting Coco down so she could fly across to Tad. He stooped to his knees and smiled when Coco wrapped her hands around his neck. “Esk’mo tiss, papa.” She demanded and the pair rubbed noses.

He rose and then that’s when Roux got her kiss.

It was soft and long, with a promise of more later when they’re alone.

“Roads are clear, should be okay if we leave in an hour. We can always bunk at the club if it’s too bad to get home.”

The club wasn’t ideal, but she could make do because it’s a big day for theSouls.

Their infamous enforcer was being released from prison. He should be right now making his way across the country with Hawk and Snake who went to meet him.

“You decide you want to stay home, it’s okay, baby.”

“I need to see Luxe anyway.”

He chuckled and drifted his lips down her cheek, holding the back of her neck to keep her in place.

She loved when he did. He always started by tracing her face with his lips, he said he was leaving his Butcher mark behind.

Roux knew she’d married a possessive freak.

And there was not one thing wrong with that.

They were more in love now than they’ve ever been.

Doing her own touching, she rushed her fingers up the back of his sweater.

“Do me and Grinder need bail money ready?”

Roux rolled her eyes. “Nah, we should be good.”

“This time.” He added.

“It was one time, Thaddeus. And we were only locked up for three hours before Archie got us out.”

Tad, Axel and Grinder came to the local cop shop looking like they were about to spring them free brick by brick. Her family were so dramatic.

“Roux, you were both pregnant.”

They’d had their first almighty argument that night when he’d gotten her home.

It was fine and it all worked out. They weren’t to know the underground card game was going to be raided. Luxe being her stooge, taking cues from Roux on how to win worked famously that first game for Ruiz, so the girls decided to make it a regular thing. Her biker did fret for days afterward though and Roux had to promise to be more careful in her criminal activities.

Was it Roux’s fault she was brilliant at cards? She’d be wasting her talent not to utilize it.

And she hadn’t in a good while. Not until she’d heard from old contacts that there was a game coming up in Mormon country.

She had to go; it was too much money to pass up.

Her and Luxe made a great criminal team.

“There’s no risk of jail this time. No one ever fucks with a Benz game, so you don’t have to worry your cute little head,” she teased, using her nails on his bare skin to elicit a groan from him.

He dropped his head, pressing their foreheads together. With their kids in the background fighting over the collection of L.O.L dolls, this was as much privacy as they got. She rose on her toes to meet his mouth. Teasing her lips to his. “Don’t get smart with me,” he warned hotly. Dropping his hands to her ass. “I’ll put my fucking foot down and forbid you to play with Luxe if you’re getting into too much trouble.”

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