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“He knew I’d want her, and he was right. It’s been a week, and I want to claim her,” I admit, and Snake nods and states, “She’s your one.”
“She is,” I confirm, “but I’m married to a bitch who basically trapped me with a lie, but still claims she miscarried and everyone in the club still believes she did, except the officer brothers who’ve seen the proof.”
“And you’ll look like a dick for leaving her? Is that why you’re still with her?” Anchor, The Huntsmen's brother asks with shock, “You’ve been married what, ten years? Isn’t that too long to be with someone just because of the club?”
I sigh, “Eleven, since high school and that isn’t the only reason. Her dad and mine are friends, and even though my dad is aware of what she did, he’s threatening me not to divorce her so his friendship with her dad doesn’t get affected.”
“You think your dad might have fucked her mama and is threatening to tell your mama if you leave his daughter?” Acid asks with a serious tone, and I nod, not shocked that he figured it out quickly, and he shakes his head.
“Just divorce her,” Breaker says seriously, and I raise a brow as my brother Anchor chuckles, “Brother, did you not hear what he said?”
Breaker, without breaking eye contact with me, his green eyes serious, says, “I heard, but do it any way,” and I frown, but heignores my expression and confirms, “You requested a divorce years ago, right?” I nod, and he asks, “And you’ve got judges in your pocket, right?”
“Yeah…” I say carefully and he nods then says, “then get them to sign off on your divorce without her signature, but don’t tell anyone except your officer brothers,” he nods to the prospects that are banging their heads to heavy metal in the van, “They can’t even hear us, so they won’t say anything. Divorce her brother.”
Well, I’ll be damned, I never thought of doing that.
“While you’re at it,” Snake jumps in, gaining everyone’s attention, “get a marriage licence signed off and get your girl to sign it. The judge in your pocket can get his receptionist to act as witness.”
“How in the fuck is he supposed to do that?” Dirty asks, and Snake grins wide, the Snake on his neck moving with the motion.
“Tell her you just wanted her signature,” he says, like it is that easy, “Then kiss her after she’s done it and file it. As soon as the certificate arrives, it's done, you’ve got your girl.”
Huh.
I nod because yeah, that actually sounds like a good idea.
“And what about Elsie?” I ask because that is the sticky part of the situation.
Snake grins wider and says, “She’ll be none the wiser,” he nods to the shitty gold ring on my right hand and finishes, “Trash that piece of shit, buy a better ring and wear it on your ring finger and when she does find out about your girl, you can let the cat outta the bag about you two not being married. Fuck your dad brother, well don’t actually fuck him because that is disgusting but, he has no right to ask you to stay married to a patch chaser wanting a cushy life. Doing shit this way gives you time to figure out how to handle shit.”
The brothers snort and I smirk as I nod. It does sound like a good plan, a really good fucking plan.
I’m not even scared or wanting to run at the thought of tying Rose to me, fuck, it excites me.
My phone goes off, and I grab it from my cut and a grin stretches to see it’s a message from my girl, but I soon laugh as I open it.
My Red:
the downside of working with kids
She’s pouting in the picture attached, wearing purple scrubs that are covered in vomit, and I turn my phone and show the brothers.
“Fuck is that vomit?” Acid gags and I laugh and confirm, “It is,” and turn the phone back to me so I can look at it again as I say, “She’s a pediatric nurse, her dream is to become a pediatric cardiology nurse so she can look after kids like her sister.”
“Fucker got himself a smart one,” my brother Anchor says, and I give him a middle finger, making him chuckle, before I reply to my girl.
Me:
Still beautiful, baby. I miss you
I press send with a goofy smile, and Dirty says, “Oh yeah, he’s definitely found the one,” and I look up to see everyone nodding, and I just smile before we hear pipes in the distance and turn to see four bikes and a white van, and I frown because I swear…
“Why does Axel look like he had his hair dyed?” I question before they pull up near us, and yep, his hair is dyed alright, and he looks pissed.
Shit, remind me never to let my girl meet Annalise.
“I am so fucking glad I don’t have any hair,” Snake says with laughter just as Axel snaps, “Don’t even go there,” and laughter rings out, fuck even I laugh to the point I’m nearly on the floor, his once black hair now bright pink and glittery and even his brothers are trying to hold their laughter in, Flame’s face almost red.
