Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 84334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“I really don’t have time for this, I need to go and get the flowers and finish of the marquee.”
“What do you need help with?” I ask her not wantin’ that fucker Cuff anywhere near her
“Well, Steven is going to help me with the van.”
“Ok, what else do you need?”
“You’re going to help,” she says, lookin’ skeptical and I nod pullin’ her to me
“Anythin’ for you baby, now what do you need with?”
“Just help to get the flowers and bouquets back from the florist shop.”
“Let’s go then” I hold out my hand, and she takes it. As I help her into the van the others jump in the back and I drive into town and pull up to a beat up old shop and she gets out and I look up at the peelin’ paint and wonder why in the fuck they used this place to get the flowers
“You got the flowers from here?” I ask her
“Yes, Gladis has worked hard to help, so be nice.”
We walk in, and the bell above the door dings and a tiny little old woman comes out, a fat pug nose dog drops down next to her “Oh, Ella honey, how are you this morning?” Ella smiles at her leanin’ down to scratch the dog's ear
“Very busy this morning Gladis, are the flowers still good?”
“Already checked honey, they're great, you have done such a good job” Ella smiles at her again
“We have done a good job,” she says pattin’ the old broad on the arm. “Ok boys, follow me.” Ella says, and we follow her to the back and walk into a large fridge
“Damn, it’s cold in here,” Slice says handin’ Steven a bucket with flowers in it
“Ok, grab as many as you can so we only have to make fewer trips” she tells us and I pick up four buckets, and we get them all in one trip
“Well, that was easy maybe we didn’t need so many people,” Ella says cheeking the flowers, she turns back to the old women at the door “We’ll see you at the wedding Gladis.”
“Of course, honey, I wouldn’t miss it, give me a chance to put my face on” Ella gives her a hug
“Will I send one of the boys for you,” the old woman’s face is priceless as she blushes
“On one of their bikes?” she asks makin’ us all laugh
“Do you want that?” Ella asks her and the old chick chuckles
“Oh, honey, I couldn’t get my leg over one of those if my life depended on it.”
“Ok, well, I’ll send a car for you then, and if one of the boys can’t, I’ll come and get you and Charlie.”
“Go on those flowers need arranging,” she tells us waving and we all make our way back to the clubhouse.
When we get back, Ella turns into a woman possessed ordering everyone around to get the flowers in the tent ready, and by lunch, everyone has changed, and everyone starts to show up
“Ok, I’m going up to get dressed,” Ella says as Cuff walks up
“You want some help scrubbing your back Ella,” he says, and she laughs pattin’ the fucker on the chest again, and I growl. They both turn and look at me, Cuff smilin’ like a Cheshire fuckin’ cat, but Ella frowns turnin’ back to Cuff smilin’
“You’re so funny Cuff,” she says kissin’ his cheek again, and I grind my teeth so hard I think I might shatter them. I watch as she walks off and I grab Cuff by his jacket slammin’ him up against the wall
“Fucker, I’m warnin’ you now, keep your fuckin’ hands to yourself” I push him again, and he laughs as I swing hard hittin’ him again, and he drops to the floor out cold. Colt and Stryker walk in and look down at Cuff
“What the fuck Blaze?” Stryker says checkin’ to see if Cuff has a pulse
“I fuckin’ warned him to keep his fuckin’ hands off of Ella” Colt laughs lookin’ down at Cuff
“Fucker never listens, he still touches Niya for luck” I grind my teeth thinkin’ about Colt losin’ his shit over the years with Cuff always touchin’ Niya, and now I get it
“I get it now brother,” I say slappin’ him on the back and headin’ up to see Ella. I knock on the door but don’t hear her, I try the handle, but it’s locked. I pull out my pick I keep on my keychain and pick the lock and walk in sittin’ on the bed. I can hear her in the shower hummin’ to herself makin’ me smile. The water goes off, and she walks in the room and screams her towel fallin’ to the floor, and she bends down pickin’ it up fast
“What the hell Blaze, how did you get in here?” she asks me, but my dick is so fuckin’ hard from seein’ her gorgeous body. “Blaze,” she says clickin’ her fingers at me, and I stand up pullin’ her towel off, and she screams again tryin’ to reach for the towel. “BLAZE!” she yells, and I pull her to me, and she struggles in my arms, but I grab both wrists, holding them behind her back, her tits flat against my chest