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Knowing her, though, it won’t sink in.
She just makes me so fucking mad. She has me tied up in knots and doesn’t even know it. I would do anything for her. Anything but watch her flush her life away.
Even after a fifteen-minute bike ride, I’m still pissed off when I arrive at the clubhouse. I meant it when I told her I don’t know how much more I can take.
Maybe I should hand her care over to one of the other guys. Maybe they will be able to get through to her where I can’t.
The thought of not seeing her every day makes my heart ache. I know space would be good for us, healthy even.
I don’t know if I can do it, though. Hand over that kind of control. Not where she’s concerned, at least.
Sighing, I get off my bike.
“Bullet,” Wrath says, making me look up.
Shit, was I really so far in my head that I didn’t notice my surroundings?
“What’s up?”
“You good?” he asks as I approach.
“I’m fine,” I lie.
Like a good friend, he doesn’t call me out even though he knows I’m lying.
“I’m glad you’re back. We actually want to talk to you,” he says.
“What’s up?”
“Let’s head to Reaper’s office.”
I follow him inside, and we head toward his office. He knocks once before entering.
“Look who’s back,” Wrath says as I step inside.
Colt and Reaper look over at me.
“Perfect timing,” Colt says.
“How did this morning go with Harlee?” Reaper asks.
“I’ll talk about anything else. Just not that. Not right now,” I tell him.
Colt opens his mouth like he’s going to say something but stops when Reaper shakes his head.
“Okay, well, we were about to call you home anyway. Have a seat,” Reaper says.
I take a seat next to Colt and across from Reaper. Wrath moves to stand in the corner and leans against the filing cabinet.
“What’s up?” I ask.
“William’s daughter. We have an idea on how to get her to talk, but before we bring it up in front of everyone, we want to talk to you about it,” Reaper tells me.
“Okay…”
“It would require a sacrifice on your end,” Colt adds.
“I don’t understand.” I shake my head.
