while,” Dani said. “But I don’t know for sure. He
does different stuff than Austin and Hawk.”
Payton grimaced.
“What?” Dani
asked.
Payton shook her
head. “Nothing.”
“No, if it’s
about Carter, tell me,” I said.
“He’s got a
reputation,” Payton said. “Like a bad reputation. He sleeps with a different
woman every night, rarely repeats… Lisa’s the only one he’s kind of kept
around, but they’re not exclusive or anything. Plus, he likes to fight.”
“Women?” I
asked, horrified.
“No!” Payton
rushed to say. “Well, at least, I don’t think so. Alex said he’d never hurt a
woman, but he warned me to stay away from him because of… well, Alex gets
jealous. He gave me the same speech about Mack, but for different reasons. Mack’s
a lover and sleeps around because he’s charming and sweet and women thank him,
even when he’s showing them the door. Mack doesn’t have an enemy on the planet…
Ace, not so much. He’s kind of a dawg and doesn’t care who he hurts.”
I groaned.
“Great.”
“Sorry, Cass,”
Payton grumbled.
“I should
probably get out of here before he comes back.”
“I think you
should stay,” Payton countered. “At least until you feel okay to drive. Eat
something and get a little energy back in your body.”
“I am kind of hungry.”
Payton smiled.
“Well, it’s a good thing you’re here then. There’s always more than enough
food.”
“Thanks for
being so… I don’t know… un-chick-like. Ever since I moved up here, I don’t get
to see my sisters much and I miss them.”
Dani waved a
hand dismissively. “It’s not a problem. We’ll grow your girl mob, just wait and
see. Kim will be here later and she’s a hoot.”
“Your best
friend?” I asked. Dani had talked a little bit about her best friend’s exploits
over the last year, so I had an idea of who she was.
“One in the
same.”
I smiled.
“Sounds fun.”
Payton pulled
her phone from her pocket and glanced at the screen. “Food’s up. Hawk’s got the
kids.”
“Is there
somewhere I can freshen up?” I asked.
“Yeah. Use my
bathroom,” Dani offered.
I rose to my
feet and headed through the door Dani pointed to.
A CE PULLED UP to his brother’s house and
slid his kickstand down. He allowed his emotion to take hold again as he
dragged his helmet off. He’d buried his rage, unwilling to risk himself or his
Harley on the drive over. Cassidy fuckin’ Dennis. Shit.
She’d always
been rail thin and muscular, the perfect ballerina, but now, she’d filled out.
She had an ass he wanted to grab and tits he wanted to bury his face in. She
was still just as gorgeous as he remembered, her blonde hair a mass of soft
curls that he wanted to run his fingers through. She used to keep her hair at
shoulder length, but now it was halfway down her back and it suited her. She’d
worn dark jeans that hugged her heart-shaped ass, and a tight, long-sleeved T-shirt
that showcased every gorgeous curve. Fuck!
He stomped up
the stone steps and pounded on the door. Jaxon didn’t answer right away, so he
pounded again.
“What the fuck?”
Jaxon snapped as he slammed the door open, his gun at his side. “Carter?”
Ace shoved his
brother back and stepped inside. “Did you fuckin’ know?”
“Did I fuckin’
know what?”
“Don’t fuck with
me, Jax. Did you know where she was?”
His brother
sighed and closed the door, locking it before sliding his gun into the holster
he’d left on the kitchen counter. “Yeah. I knew where she was.”
“Did Aidan?”
“No. I don’t
think so.”
Ace slammed his
helmet and gloves onto the sofa and scowled. “God damn it, Jax. Why the
fuck didn’t you tell me?”
“Because you
asked me not to.”
“And you figured
that would be the one fuckin’ request you’d listen to?”
“Beer?” Jaxon
asked, pulling open the fridge.
“No.” Ace paced
the great room.
Jaxon shrugged,
grabbing himself a bottle and flopping onto his
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