Page 40 of Fox and Nitro
“Where are you all going?” Tav asks Blanche, dropping a kiss to her lips.
“Where do you think? It’s squealing time.” She grins at him.
The women all cheer and each one of their men takes their hands, leading them out the door. Jazz stands on the stairs, gathering her handbag and waves her sister goodbye, telling her she’ll call her later.
Nope, our woman isn’t going to slink home to sit there alone. No way. Nitro must agree with me because he gives me a look saying that he ain’t going nowhere. I try to hide my smile, giving him a quick kiss and an ass squeeze before heading out the door behind my brothers and their women. My lips pull into a wide grin because I caught that little flush of color that ran up Jazz’s chest and neck, painting her cheeks a pretty pink. Yeah, she’s into us.
I make my way to the Rev Room, alone with my thoughts but I know that in this club, surrounded by meddling brothers, that peace doesn’t last long.
“So, you claiming her?” Mad Dog asks, trying for casual but I can tell by the way he’s holding himself that it’s anything but.
“Are you claiming Miss Candice,” I raise my brow, trying to hide my smirk.
“Hey, you shut it!” he hisses, eyes darting to Wire who is none the wiser, “there is nothing going on between us.”
“Yet,” Pops adds and I try not to laugh as Mad Dog gives him the stink eye.
“We’re old friends, nothing more,” he answers, but I can tell that he would like more. And I don’t blame him, Miss Candice is a damn treasure. I know she’s gotten me out of the shit before.
“Yes, we’re claiming her.” I decide to throw him a bone. “Well, more like we want her to claim us.”
“You’ll have to bring the big guns, kid. That girl is so deep in her pit of undeserving and doesn’t need no man despair, that she’s gonna be quite the challenge,” Pops says, a sad look on his face. “Of all my girls, I think she might just be my toughest.”
I nod, because what can I say? He’s absolutely right.
“You just need to show her that you guys are all in. She’s not going to be won over by pretty words and shit. She needs to know that you’ll be there. No matter how hard it gets.” Mad Dog offers.
“And that shit takes time,” Pops adds. “But,luckily you have the Love Pres and his sidekick to help speed up that timeline.”
“Pops-”
“Don’t Pops me. We got this.” He winks and speedwalks away in his Skechers slip-ons, leaving me and Mad Dog behind.
“Sometimes you just gotta trust him,” Mad Dog shrugs.
“Do you?”
“Fuck no! But I ain’t looking to woo nobody.”
I raise a brow at him, a bored look written all over my face.
“Leave me alone you little shit.” He too speed walks off and I can’t help the bark of laughter that bursts out of me.
“Are you really going to claim her?”
I jump a fucking mile and almost shit my pants at the same time, “Rider! What the fuck, dude?”
He doesn’t laugh, just throws me a shit eating grin. “So, you’re claiming her?”
“Yeah. Although I guess we gotta convince her first.”
“You will. You’re a charming bastard,” he says falling into stride with me. “Not as charming as me, but no one is.”
“How’s the nipple?”
“Fuck you,” he throws over his shoulder, yanking the Rev Room door open then stopping in his tracks along with everyone else.
“Hooooly shit.”
