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“Whatcha making?” I ask Bailey.
“Cookies. I’ll bring you some when they are done.”
I smirk at her. “I knew you loved me most.”
“Watch it. I can find a new road captain,” Savage growls.
“Aww, but they wouldn’t annoy you like I do.”
“Get in the meeting room,” he hisses at me as he stalks over to kiss Bailey senseless.
I stare a moment before I pull myself away. I have a longing to find what they have. Not just them. Reaper, Colt, Wrath. Even Midnight. I heard that grump found himself a woman to love.
Everyone is finding their person, and yet I still feel stuck. I thought moving to Texas would help the emptiness insidedisappear, but it didn’t. It only added more stress to my life and made the emptiness grow.
I’m not upset that I moved here. Savage needed help managing this place, and the guys have become brothers to me.So I don’t regret it, but I do sometimes miss Vegas and my family there.
“Hey, there you are,” Happy says, walking through the front door as I walk through the main area.
“Don’t tell me there are more issues with the club.” I groan.
Happy has become my second-in-command. After he was fully patched into our chapter, I was happy to give him the designation. He helps me manage the club and keeps me sane most days.
“Nah, everything’s good. I left Erin in charge with Prospect One watching over the girls.”
I nod. “Good.”
“I did see your girl Cami tonight, though,” he says.
Just hearing her name has me on edge.
“She’s not scheduled tonight. You need to go back and watch over her. I don’t want the prospect on her detail. He’s green. He will fuck it up.”
Happy’s smile grows, which only looks creepier with the scars he has on either side of his mouth.
“Oh, she’s not working. She was at the flower shop getting flowers,” he tells me.
“I see,” I tell him, letting my anger dissipate.
She’s safe.
I hate that my main priority is her safety, even over the club. Seeing her so scared flipped a switch in me. She tried to hide it, but I could see how it shook her up being touched against her will. It makes me wonder what she endured that wasn’t in her files. I want to protect her the best I can inside and outside the club.
“Yeah. I guess it is her birthday, and she wanted flowers. Don’t worry. I bought her some chocolates too.”
I let the words sink in. It’s her birthday.
Fuck. Why do I even care?
It doesn’t matter. I do care.
“The flower shop, you said?” I ask.
He nods. “Penelope knows her favorite color too.”
I nod. “Thanks, brother.”
“No problem. Just doing my job.” He winks at me.
