Page 114 of Creed
As we walked out of the corridor, I felt a quiet satisfaction settle in my chest. We’d planted the seed. I trusted Pookie to look after Maddox, and it would be a bonus if he could get the information we needed.
We got back on our bikes and drove back to the clubhouse. It was a three-hour drive, so it was already dark when we pulled through the gate.
We headed inside, and most of the brothers were already gathering in the bar, including Preacher. We walked over, and as soon as we sat down, he grunted, “Well?”
“Pookie’s in,” I answered. “He’ll keep eyes on Maddox and try to get us the information we need.”
“Good. Knew he would.” A slight smirk crossed Preacher’s face as he looked over to Goose and asked, “Did he enjoy your little visit?”
“You know he did, and hell. Can you blame him? Look at me.”
“I just don’t see it,” Preach grumbled. “You’d think he’d be more into someone with some years behind him and power.”
“How ‘bout that. Prez is jealous,” Goose goaded. “He’s wanting some of that Pookie love.”
“No, the fuck I don’t. That’s not what I meant.”
“Um-hmm.”
I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “You should’ve seen him, Preach. The man was batting his lashes and cheesing it so hard I thought he’d lay one on Goose right then and there.”
“As long as he gets us what we need.”
“Woah, now. I’ll flirt with the dude all day, but smooching is where I draw the line,” Goose said with a grin.
“Glad to hear you have limits.” Preacher’s smile faded as he turned to me and asked, “How are Devin and the kids getting along after everything?”
“The sentencing was tough, especially on Austin. Hasn’t really talked much, but he’ll come around.”
“And Devin?”
“Just doing what she can to help the kids get through.”
“She’s a good one.”
“Damn right, she is.” I chuckled as I told him, “You know she’s been talking to Tabitha about us getting a barn and a couple of horses.”
“You’ve definitely got the room for it, but it takes a lot of time.”
“Tabitha said the same thing. I’m thinking she and the kids need to spend some time out at your place and make sure they know what we’d be getting into.”
“Not a bad idea. Bring them out this weekend and let them ride. You’re welcome any time.”
The words had barely left his mouth when the side door opened, and Devin walked in wearing simple jeans and a fitted T-shirt. Laura came in right after her, looking like she was ready to hit the club. Her mini skirt barely covered her thighs, and her off-the-shoulder sweater was revealing more than just her shoulders.
Goose noticed her right off the bat and jabbed me in the ribs. “Who the hell is that?”
His eyes were fixed on Laura, a slow grin spreading across his face. I didn’t even look at him when I answered, “The end of life as you know it.”
“Seriously, man. Who is that?”
“Devin’s friend, Laura.”
“Well, I’d say it’s time to greet our guests.” Goose straightened his cut as he sauntered over to Laura and said, “Hey there, sunshine. You got a name, or should I just call you trouble?”
“Depends.” Laura tilted her head, eyes glinting with amusement. “You got a name, or should I just call you a walking bad decision?”
“Oh, I like her,” Goose laughed.
