Shadow and Skulls (Rebel Skull MC Series Book 6)

38. Chapter Thirty-Eight

Petey runs his knife under his nails as he waits for me to finish reading the letter he’s just hand delivered.

“What are you waiting for?” I ask, irritated as fuck. I want to read it in privacy.

He shrugs. “I’m waiting for you to write her back so I can deliver it. Duh.” Rolling the blade in the air, he motions for me to hurry it up.

“It has to be hand delivered?” I ask.

“Dan doesn’t trust anyone, especially the postal service.”

I sigh in agreement. He’s got me there, but that doesn’t give me much time to formulate a response. I’m a little caught off guard here.

Petey chuckles, reading my thoughts. “Makes it harder for you to lie to her.”

“I would never lie to her.”

He shrugs. “Just hurry the fuck up, yeah? I got things to do.”

Jesus, I don’t know if I even have any paper. I read her letter while rifling through my boxes. I find a notebook, but every page has my doodles on it. Oh well, it’s better than not giving her a response at all.

I rip out the least drawn-on page and try my best to answer all her questions.

Kelsie,

Sorry for this scribbled on paper. I was all out of stationery. Not sure if I’ve ever owned any, but for you I will go buy some. I’ll try to get your ten-thousand questions answered.

I’m an only child. My parents were killed in a car accident when I was away at summer camp my fourth-grade year. My grandmother raised me. She passed last year.

Fuck, never mind. I hate talking about myself.

I want to know everything about you.

What makes my little shadow’s heart beat fast? Why do you lay on your floor and stare at the ceiling? Why does it make you cry?

I feel it, you know, when you cry.

The good news is I also feel your smiles.

I’m not sure how you got the big guy to go for this, but I’m glad to see you’re still holding the faith.

Tank

I fold the letter into a square, feeling like I’m back in high school, and toss it at Petey.

“The rules are the same,” he reminds me, pocketing it. “Dan wants you to know he’s still willing to go to jail for her.”

“I never doubted that.”