Page 6 of Knot My MC
His eyes narrow. “You’re not funny.”
“It’s a little funny,” Knox admits, though he doesn’t laugh.
Jag takes his seat, and I grab the backpack and pull out the container of chocolate chip cookies and the thermos filled with milk. The plastic is a little warm, a fact that makes me happy as hell. The only way to eat cookies is when they’re fresh out of the oven.
I give Kiki a cookie first, then the guys. I take mine last, watching my friends devour theirs with a little ache inside my chest. I eat mine slowly. When you go without food, you either learn to savor every bite and draw out the process, or you inhale it so quickly you barely taste it. I’ve stopped devouring my food and have learned to enjoy it, but from time to time, the urge is still there. Progress is progress though.
Kiki reaches for another. “They’re so good, Crow.” Her shoulder bumps mine. “The cookies will be gone by the time you’re done,” she teases. She doesn’t know how I grew up, but the guys do.
Knox changes the subject. “I heard the party last weekend got a little out of hand.”
Her eyes widen. “A little? I thought I was going to die. Lyle started beating on this kid and then it turned into a brawl. The only reason I got out was because some guy pulled me and Palmer out.” She shakes her head. “I didn’t even get to say thanks.”
We were sent on a job and couldn’t go, but our friend Kody went to look after Kiki. She doesn’t know that though. I don’t know if she’d take kindly to our sending someone to keep tabs on her, but it sounds the extra caution was warranted. A few of those idiots ended up in the hospital. Kody had gotten Kiki and the girl she’d been with out before they got hurt.
“We should have been there.” Jag side-eyes me and Knox. He’d risk the Prez’s wrath to hang out with Kiki.
Knox gives him an unimpressed look. “We had a job.”And a planhe says with the way his jaw clenches. Being patched was the first part. Moving up and securing ourselves within the hierarchy is the next part. To Knox, we’ll never truly be safe until we’re in charge and I can’t help but agree. Jag knows that too, but it still doesn’t mean we enjoy knowing Kiki is out partying without us there.
Our girl can handle herself, but she shouldn’t have to.
Knox and Jag scowl at each other for a moment, but Jag relents. “Yeah, I know.” Jag glances away, properly reprimanded. “I’m only sorry I missed the fight.” He cracks his knuckles for show.
“You’re going to get yourself inrealtrouble someday.” Kiki shakes her head at him. “Let me guess,” Kiki says, dispelling some of the tension. “You guys had to go steal something.”
Not even close, but there are lines we can’t cross when it comes to telling her what we do. We trust her implicitly, but our clubs are rivals, and we swore an oath.
“Something like that.” I fill the little cup from the thermos with milk and hand it to her first. “So Axel was on some shit tonight, huh?” The question slips out before I can stop myself from speaking.
“He was being stupid.” She clenches her fingers around the cup. “Sometimes I wish I were an alpha, if only long enough to take his will away.”
Silence falls over the table, but there’s nothing quiet about it. Knox seethes in his silent way. Jag’s eyes go a little wild, and I grind my jaw. An unspoken promise wraps around us. Axel’s on our shit list.
“You guys are scaring me.” Kiki’s laugh is hollow.
“The only reason he’s still alive is because you told us we couldn’t kill him.” I glance at the bikes, a stupidly dangerous idea sparking in my head. “If we can’t get rid of him, maybe we can do something else.”
Kiki turns her head, meeting my gaze. I tip my head in the direction of the motorcycles and her eyes flick between mine and ever so slowly her lips begin to curve, understanding what I’m suggesting without needing an explanation.
She shoves away from the table. “I’ll go get his bike.”
I shake my head. “No. I’ll do it.”
“No.” She puts her hands on her hips and stares me down. “It has to be me. Meet me back at the alley.”
I want to fight her on it, but I know she’s right. It would be bad if anyone saw me.
“She’s right.”NowKnox wants to be sensible. He wasn’t thinking straight a little while ago, but I relent, knowing they’re both right.
“Fine, but hurry up.”
Kiki points at me. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
Now more than ever, her snarky comment has meaning.
“I’d never dream of it, babe,” I say, placing my hand on my chest. “You command my heart.”
“Shut up,” she says with a laugh, rolling her eyes before spinning on her heel and setting off.
