Blood & Bones: Judge (Blood Fury MC Book 3) by Jeanne St. James

Author:Jeanne St. James [St. James, Jeanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Double-J Romance, Inc.
Published: 2020-09-04T23:00:00+00:00

Stella grinned at Judge as he settled on a stool at the bar. “Cassie isn’t working tonight.”

“Know it. Didn’t come here for her.”

“What did you come here for?”

He shook his head. “A fuckin’ beer. Last time I checked this was a fuckin’ bar, right?”

Stella laughed and moved away, grabbing a pint glass and filling it at the tap.

The newest patched member, who normally bartended, was nowhere to be seen. “Dodge still down for the count?”

Trip came around the left side of the bar to stand behind it. “Fell into some pussy. Figured I’d help Stel tonight and give him that. The man works fuckin’ hard. A few nights off in a row to let him finish celebratin’ ain’t gonna hurt.”

“Must be some pussy,” Judge muttered.

“Mmm hmm.” Stella slid the full glass in front of him.

He met Trip’s ol’ lady’s eyes. “Coulda offered Cass an extra shift. She could use the money.”

“I did,” Stella answered him. “She turned it down.”

Judge frowned. “Why?”

“She didn’t tell you?” Stella asked.

“Why the fuck would she tell me?”

“Oh, I don’t know... Maybe because someone saw her sneaking out of your apartment early Sunday morning?”

His frown deepened. “Who?”

“Does it matter?”

Fuck no, it didn’t. Not really.

But, shit, that meant the word already spread if Trip and Stella knew. The club was full of gossips who couldn’t keep their fucking mouth shut. Just like in high school.

Stella leaned over the bar toward him. “Don’t scare away my newest employee, Judge. We need her and she’s good at her job.”

“She needs this fuckin’ job, she ain’t gonna scare easy.”

“How’s he gonna scare her away? With his big dick?” Trip wrapped an arm around his ol’ lady.

“Oh, you have a big dick?” Stella wiggled her eyebrows at Judge, then bumped her shoulder into Trip’s. “Is it too late to switch ol’ lady cuts?”

“Woman, my dick might not be as big as the Jolly Green Giant’s here, but I got a golden fuckin’ tongue.” He stuck it out and wiggled it.

Stella elbowed the club prez in the gut and he dropped his arm from around her. “So, what are we talking here, Judge? A one-night thing?”

“Why you care?” Trip asked her.

Stella shrugged. “Just want to know if I need to be prepared for a scorned, broken-hearted employee.”

“What we did had nothin’ to do with hearts.”

Trip grinned.

“Done talkin’ about that shit. Ain’t no one’s biz. Need to talk to you about something else, prez.”

Trip’s grin flipped upside down. “Need to set up a meet?”

Judge took a long sip of his beer. “Not yet. Wanted to talk to you about it first. Give you a head’s up.”

Stella straightened. “I’ll go wipe down some tables.”

“Stel,” Judge stopped her. “Don’t care if you hear this.”

“Is it club business?” she asked.

“Yeah. But might need your help convincin’ your ol’ man.”

Stella’s blue eyes narrowed. “Convince him to do what?”

“Not likin’ this,” Trip grumbled.

“Yeah, well. Not likin’ what happened to Autumn. We fucked up. And it’s been eatin’ at me. I fucked up as your brother sittin’ at the table to your left.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.