Chapter 28
Doc
“Anchor, the next route,” I command as I lean back in my chair and look his way.
He looks down, his shaggy blonde hair going over his eyes as he looks at his notes and explains, “It’ll be a four-day run this time.
We need to see Jose first to collect the armory for Steal and Snake for their informants.
Then we’ll collect the goods from Axel and take them back to Jose.
I’ve gone through the whole route, and I think we need to switch it up, especially with the extra police hanging around looking for Jacob. ”
I nod. The videos and photos went fucking viral within minutes, and an arrest warrant has been activated for Jacob Smith. Feds are swarming the town looking for him, all geared up while the townsfolk are in shock.
The news expressed that Jacob Smith is considered dangerous and should not be approached.
I fucking laughed my ass off at that. The pussy didn’t even try to fight back when we killed him.
“Who is going?” I ask.
He side eyes a silent Trigger making me wince and states, “Trigger,” the fucker glares at him, but he ignores it and continues, “Dirty, his mama will watch Caleb, Ace, and me, then in the van, Alfie will be driving, Albert in the passenger seat.”
I nod as Trigger growls, “I can’t go for four fucking days!”
“Trigger,” I sigh, but he cuts me off and snaps, “No, I fucking can’t, you know I can’t.”
Yes, I know, but he needs this, Ashley needs this.
He hurt her, broke her heart. She chose him over her family and friends, giving him everything, supporting him while he worked his way up in the club.
What he did hurt her a lot to the point, she’s still refusing to speak up in therapy and is still considering a divorce.
The brothers flinch, and I state, “Four days will do you good, and I’m sorry, brother, but it will do Ashley some good to be able to miss your presence.”
He shakes his head as he looks down, and Stone rasps, “Please, Trigger, do this for her, give her the space she needs. She may finally speak to you, explain why she distanced herself from you and you’ll finally know if she did have an affair and if you both can move past it.”
He flinches while we all wait, and I hold my breath.
Their relationship is barely hanging on by a thread, if you can even call it a relationship right about now. She’s refusing to admit why she stopped sleeping with him, and he’s derailing, thinking the worst, like a full-blown affair worst.
They need this time apart and he knows it, he’s just scared she’ll run but she won’t, not with their son.
“Fine,” he states, and I nod as the brothers relax.
“Stone, how’s Rebel’s Phoenix?” I ask as I look at Trigger for a few more seconds, then focus on him.
“Revenue is up and I haven’t found anyone wearing Cannibals cuts trying to sell any drugs,” he admits.
“I guess with Jacob no longer helping them, the Pillars have backed off,” Ace mutters, and I nod in agreement.
“Cannon mentioned he’s locking down his place, he’s trying to find the traitor in his group before we go to war with the sick fuckers,” Stone mentions.
“Let's keep an eye out, don’t let your guard slip,” I order, and the brothers nod as I look at Trigger and ask, “Rebel’s Arts?”
“Good,” he answers, “we’re fully booked for four months to the point I’ve had to cancel walk-ins.”
The brothers bang on the table, and I grin before looking at Tank, and he states, “Rebel’s Motors is doing well, the books are full. I’m working nights all next week at the hospital, so Dirty will have to bring in a few prospects with mechanical experience to cover for me.”
Dirty groans causing the brothers to chuckle while I nod, already aware. He’ll be working with me.
“And Rebel’s Grub?” I ask, looking at Ace, and he confirms, “Business is booming, the townsfolk are loving the new menu ideas that Harriet came up with.”
“You fucked her yet?” Dirty asks, waggling his brows at his blood brother and the brothers around the table all chuckle at the look of disgust on Ace’s face.
The woman has made it perfectly clear that she wants him and is a lot more pushy than Stone’s little sister was. She moved to the Huntsmen MC for a fresh start and just like with Selena, he also doesn’t want Harriet.
I open my mouth to add in on his horror, but before I can say anything, a bark echoes, and I furrow my brows in confusion.
What the fuck?
“Was that a bark?” Trigger asks with confusion, and I frown before it hits me quickly, and I groan, dropping my head.
Fuck me, she didn’t, she wouldn’t, especially not on her first day back…
“Please fucking tell me she didn’t?” I mutter before I bang the gavel and declare, “Church fucking over,” before standing abruptly and storming out the door, the brothers' confused faces following me.
I storm into the common room and instantly my eyes find my girl, always gravitating towards her, and fuck me, no!
A brown dog with no tail stands beside her, wagging its ass while she looks all innocent.
She did, she really fucking did bring a dog home, no, actually she stole him, I know she did.
She has guilt written all over her.
“Fuck’s sake, Tinkerbell, what did you do?” I groan as I stalk towards her and she bats her eye lashes at me as the brothers look on with confusion. Her father and brother laugh their asses off, knowing exactly what she’s done. I mean fuck she did it with Angel, so why not do it again?
“How was church, Asher?” she asks, trying to divert me, and I shake my head and demand again, “What did you do?!”
I stop right in front of her with a stern look, and she looks up at me from underneath those long eyelashes of hers.
“I love you,” she whispers and Shadow and Thunder laugh even harder.
Fuckers.
I growl, “Brittany, please fucking tell me you did not steal this dog from work.”
“Oh shit,” I hear Ace mutter while Trigger snorts, “Fucking awesome woman.”
“Not helping!” I snap as I turn my head towards them, noticing them standing near the bar, their arms crossed, amusement clear as day across their faces, before I look back at Brittany and raise a brow.
She bites her bottom lip before she finally admits, “She was abusing him Asher and Sky mentioned taking him, but making sure Harper took the fall. Honestly, she mentioned the owner wanting us to keep him overnight, and she didn’t deny being paid for it.
When she tried to demand I do it, I took action.
I told her she can, and I hid underneath Pauline's desk and cut off the cameras before taking him when Harper was pre-occupied…”
Fuck me. She didn’t even blink, not once, she isn’t pulling my leg or playing a prank.
She really did steal him.
“Fuck’s sake,” I mumble, then demand, “Dirty!”
“On it, pres,” he laughs, and I drop my chin to my chest just as the dog jumps up at me, his two paws hitting my waist, and I look into the dog's brown eyes as he wags his butt.
I honestly thought she wouldn’t steal a dog. A kitten, fine, yeah, whatever, but never a dog.
Guess I was wrong.
I gently rub my hand over his head before I lock eyes with Brit’s, hers shining with hope, but I don’t say anything, waiting for the confirmation from Dirty.
“All done, pres. I managed to keep the footage of Harper’s phone call, during which her voice is clearly heard accepting cash to keep the dog, and then wiped everything. I also put the dog's details in Brit’s name so they’ll never know,” Dirty confirms, and Brit’s face lights up.
“You going to make it a habit of bringing animals home, Tinkerbell?” I ask as I rub behind the dog's ears.
“Maybe,” she whispers with a grin, and I shake my head as I look at the animal.
“What’s his name?” I ask as I lift my arm and she walks underneath it, replying, “Max,” as I curl my arm around her shoulders, her body warming mine.
“Hi Max,” I mumble, still rubbing his ear, and he licks my hand.
I cannot believe I’ve just given in. Pussy whipped comes to mind.
“Just so you know, pres,” Shadow says, and I look at him. He grins and admits, “No take backs, she’s your problem now!”
The brothers all burst out laughing, and I shake my head smiling before I kiss Brit’s head.
“You really do love her, don’t you?” I hear and I look over towards Shadow again to see Kathleen's attention on me.
The fact she’s here is a fucking shock but her not screaming for me to leave her daughter is an even bigger shock.
“With everything in me,” I state, and she nods, her eyes tearing up.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers, and I nod, knowing there is no point in holding a grudge. She looks at Brit and smiles softly before asking, “Could I please hold my granddaughter?”
The club is eerily quiet, and I gently rub my thumb down the back of my girl's neck, not jumping in.
It’s up to Brit whether she wants her mama to hold our daughter. I won’t influence her decision either way.
“You can,” Brit finally says, and Kathleen's face fucking lights up.
Mama stands and walks over before gently handing my daughter to her, while Max continues to lick my fucking hand, and I sigh as I look at him.
“I guess Bailey will love him,” I murmur, and Brittany whispers, “I love you.”
I smile as I look at her before gently kissing her lips, and I reply, “I love you too, Tinkerbell, just no more stealing animals, yeah?”
She scrunches up her nose before admitting, “I can’t promise anything,” and I sigh, knowing our home will be filled with animals and Dirty is going to have to bail her out a lot…
It’s a good thing I fucking love her.