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“We never go to bed angry at each other. We talk it out or we fight it out.”
I nodded, then I smiled and said, “Or we fuck it out.”
She giggled, “That too, once we fully trust each other.”
I grinned, “Any other traditions?”
“We always kiss each other goodnight.” She said.
I liked that. Really fucking liked that.
So I moved my hand to cup the underside of her jaw, tilted her head back as her blonde hair moved along my arm, and kissed her deeply.
My tongue tangled with hers, and when she moaned, and a certain body part of mine started to take full notice, I pulled away, pressed a kiss on the tip of her nose, and whispered, “Good night, baby.”
She smiled, and then breathily she whispered back, “Night, Saint.”
“Benjamin,” I said.
I felt her smile as she lay her head back down on my chest, “Benjamin.”
Hearing my name on her lips... fuck me.
“Go to sleep,” I growled.
Her tinkling laughter filled the room as we both drifted off to sleep.
***
Thankfully, the next day, to cover for a co-worker, Ophelia was working a double.
Lilly was picking Soraya up after school and baking treats for Christmas.
Luckily, I could make it to where that rat bastard lives with help from Jacob, a buddy of Knox’s in Wrath MC, Mountain of Clearwater chapter, before she got off work.
Jacob, who had a romantic soul, was ready for us.
I had so much anger for this man, which was why when I kicked the door open, it slammed into the wall.
I was in the rat bastard’s face when I growled, “Where’s their stuff?”
The fucker gasped, not even bothering to ask who I was referring to; he fucking knew, “I... I threw it out.”
A woman came scurrying in then, and as I looked at the woman who was damn near about to pop, I knew.
She had been the reason for all this.
And he was nothing more than a spineless piece of shit.
My brothers and I went through his house, finding shit we knew could make a lot of money.
When he started to protest, I pulled up the card I had gotten from Jacob.
I had given him the PG version.
Then I handed the bastard the card and said, “He will be in touch if you go to the authorities with this shit. Statute of limitations might be over, but I can guaran-goddamn-tee you that he will pin your fuckin’ balls to the wall.”
And I knew it.
