Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Petal’s mother was finally seeking the help and support she needed. Her father was getting the recognition at work. Everything was falling into place. He wanted to help where he could, and Petal would not take anything from him. He didn’t even need to ask her.
“We’ll take it and make sure she gets it,” Petal’s mother said.
Dirty nodded his head. “I’ll leave you two alone.”
“You could stay for breakfast if you’d like,” Petal’s father said.
He shook his head. “Nah, I’m good. Just make sure she gets the money. I don’t want her to be worried about how much her education costs.”
“It’s time you told her,” Petal’s mother said.
Dirty went for the front door, opened it, and let himself out. No, there was no time for Petal to find out he meddled.
He had fucked up, and this was the price he paid for that kind of fuckup. Leaving Petal’s parents, he rode out to the clubhouse. He parked his bike and made his way inside to find half of the brothers laying around. They clearly had a party last night. Dirty went straight to the back room where he found Myth enjoying a coffee.
“You’re not passed out?” Dirty asked.
“I didn’t party. I stayed with Kim until Warden took over.” He gave a yawn. “Then I came back here to find an orgy and decided to go to bed. I can’t be too tired with the Evil Fuckers lurking, can I? Kim’s going to be a target.”
“Do you think you should go to the diner?”
“I go where Kim wants to go. I don’t get a say in the matter, but trust me, Dirty, I will do everything to keep Kim, Petal, and Rosalie safe.”
“Has Warden organized more protection detail on the diner yet?”
“He’s organized a few things, but as you can see, they’re not exactly in a rush.”
Dirty ran a hand down his face, and he turned toward the coffeepot, pouring himself a large mug of the stuff. He didn’t get any sleep last night because he didn’t want to miss a single moment of being with Petal.
He didn’t realize just a few months ago how much he was going to miss. They only had a few nights of sleeping together, but it seemed that had been enough. Pulling out his cell phone, he called Warden. He wasn’t surprised when the boss picked up right away.
“What’s up?”
“I want to be put on either Kim’s protection detail or at the diner,” Dirty said.
There was silence.
He heard Kim in the background. “Who is it?”
“It’s Dirty.”
“What does he want?”
There was a time when there was quite a bit of animosity to saying his name. Now, it was just a normal word. There was no anger or rage there. He didn’t know what he’d done to impress her, if he’d even done anything. Either way, it didn’t matter, because Kim wasn’t treating him like the enemy, which meant the shit jobs were not going to be on his radar.
For a short time, after he decided to blurt out the whole truth to the club, he’d been doing jobs only prospects did. That had changed, thankfully. He didn’t mind doing any job for the club, but prospects had certain jobs for a reason. It built character.
“He wants to be on your protection detail,” Warden said. “Or, he wants to be at the diner to protect.”
Warden must have covered the cell phone, because for a short time there was no noise. He glanced down to make sure his cell phone hadn’t timed out, and it hadn’t. He waited.
“Dirty,” Warden said, after what seemed like way too long of a wait.
“Yeah.”
“You can be on the diner’s protection detail. I want to know if you see or hear anything. Anyone you don’t recognize. I want pictures sent to Fritz every chance you get, got it?”
“Got it.”
Warden hung up.
“Do you think I can’t do my job?” Myth asked.
“It’s not about you doing your job. If shit hit the fan at the diner, you and I both know there is only one woman you would go for—Kim. She is your only person of interest to keep alive because you are terrified of Warden.”
“Everyone is terrified of Warden.”
“As they should be, because Kim is Warden’s only sanity. We all know that. Take her out of the equation and we’re fucked. I get that. He’d make Daemon look like a cuddly teddy bear. So, the more people helping you, the better.”
“And we both know you’d die for Petal,” Myth said, after a few seconds.
Dirty didn’t confirm or deny it. He would take care of Petal, but he’d do everything he could to eliminate the target as well. Warden would expect Myth to get Kim to safety, not to do any kind of heroics.
He took a long sip of his coffee.
“You love her, don’t you?” Myth asked.