Page 117 of Maddox
“O-Okay,” she says and my chest clenches when she looks at me with those wide blue-gray eyes.
She’s trusting me to keep her safe, but I have no control over this. She’s not only related to pigs but now the Aces are going to be on a rampage.
Despite the seriousness of the situation, when she bites her lip, my dick stiffens because I know what lays between those silky thighs—fucking paradise.
Ignoring the pulse in my pants, I step into the hall and say, “I’ll grab food.”
I’m out the door before she can respond and with a sigh, I lean my head against the wood.
Get it together. I can’t afford to make any mistakes.
She’s in bed with the enemy. Shit. Fuck. Damn.
Wrong choice of words…she better not be in bed with fucking anybody.
Fuck me.
Grumbling under my breath, I head downstairs. Toni waves from the bar which I bypass because I’m not in the mood for idle chit chat. Not even with her and she’s one of the coolest chicks here, as far as I’m concerned.
Thank fuck Delaney’s in the bathroom when I drop off a plate of eggs and bacon. I’m not ashamed to admit that I beat a hasty retreat, focusing on the day.
Still, the entire time I listen to Pops rage at the front of church, my mind whirls. Did I lose my chance to make that fucker pay? I knew we shouldn’t have waited.
It’s a shitty thing but maybe stashing Delaney away is the better bet because now I have leverage with the fucker when the time comes.
However, now I have to face off with my pops and the brothers because I can’t keep Delaney a secret.
I know just about as much as he does but the news that her dad skipped town does not go over well when Wolf leans over the table and rasps, “Why didn’t we know about this before?”
When I glance at Pops, he rubs his jaw and sighs. “Stand down. I didn’t say anything because there was no proof.”
“I guess we got it now,” Jersey mutters and I glance his way.
It’s hard to determine what the fucker is thinking but I’m pretty sure it’s not sunshine and roses and let’s have a tea party with the new girl.
Kicking Delaney out after everything she’s been through doesn’t sit well and while they all chat about what the fuck to do, I blurt, “I’ll take her to the house. No one is there. Can’t cause much harm.”
While I don’t trust anyone but my brothers and some days, I’m filled with doubts about even that, I can’t see how Delaney is a true threat.
She’s a fucking high school student for fucks sake. It’s not like the Aces are using her to run drugs.
Although a tiny voice in my head reminds me that I was suspicious of her motives when I met her pig stepdad. Is she hiding anything else?
As if sensing my thoughts, Pops says, “We’ll question her first.”
It’s not an affirmative but it will have to do until we know more. I just hope Delaney isn’t hiding something that she can’t take back.
After that, I sit back while my brothers discuss Bambi and what we found out after sweeping the town and her usual haunts.
“We need to get our hands on one of those fuckers,” Jersey grunts.
“Yeah, but how? The assholes are hiding behind their fucking badges,” Reaper grumbles.
Reaper’s grandfather, Zeus, was one of the founding members of the Saints. A true bad ass mother fucker, he unfortunately succumbed to cancer five years ago.
Reaper’s father, Ocean nods from where he’s leaning against the wall. Ocean lost his father and brother, Ace, in quick succession, followed by Danny, Ace’s son, who joined the wrong fucking team and ended up dead for his mistakes.
Now Reaper’s the only one left of the Jackson clan beyond Ocean’s sister who doesn’t come around much anymore.
