Death Dwellers: The Complete Series by Kelly Kathryn

Author:Kelly, Kathryn [Kelly, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

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Mortician, John Boy, and Val sat with Prez at the bar in his and Meggie’s rebuilt home. They were in an exact replica of the room Meggie had surprised Prez with over Valentine’s Day, the one where she’d recreated the main room of the club for him, right down to the bathrooms with the signs Chicks and Dicks.

Mortician raised his glass of orange-flavored Skittle vodka. Chester had gotten instructions from Meggie and made him a batch. “Thanks, Prez,” he said. “This some generous shit you doing for my Bailey.”

“Ain’t nothin’ but a thing, Mort,” Prez answered, tipping back his bottle of tequila. “Your girl want a frilly fuckin’ remarriage, then that’s what the fuck she gettin’. But Megan ain’t leavin’ this motherfucker to go to no fuckin’ weddin’ so it gotta be here.”

“Yeah, son, I’m waiting for Meggie girl to stab your dumb ass,” Mortician said with a snort. “She going into her twenty-fifth week and you driving her fucking crazy.”

“Ain’t me. It’s them two lil motherfuckers invadin’ her.”

“Whatever,” Mortician said, deciding to drop the argument. The further along Meggie got, the more on edge Prez became. Very soon, bodies would start piling up again.

Val shifted in his seat and tasted his rum. “Maybe, after Zoann have our other boy and we move into our new house, we can do a rewedding thing.”

The land behind the club had become a private little island. As always, Prez was psycho stalker wild man and actually had cut a swath out and surrounded it with water, like a fucking moat. He’d given them each a section and left it up to them to build homes or not. Val’s and Zoann’s house was further along than Mort’s and Bailey’s. John Boy hadn’t gotten any farther than having the land cleared away.

“Outlaw and Meggie did their vows over again,” Val went on. “Now, you and Bailey. I’m thinking Zoann might like all this bullshit, too.”

John Boy stalked around the bar and grabbed another fifth of whisky. “That’s right, fuckheads. Rub it the fuck in. Just so you fucking know, if Kendall hadn’t made a fucking run for it, we wouldn’t need a remarriage ceremony. We would’ve done it correct at the get go.”

“What the fuck ever, motherfucker,” Prez said with a snort. “If you fuckin’ think correct from the fuckin’ start havin’ a fuckin’ weddin’ at the clubhouse where my girl plan your bitch shit, then you fuckin’ dumber than my fuckin’ ass ever was.”

“Fuck the fuck off, Christopher.” Johnnie thrust his hands through his hair. “All you assfucks, as a matter of fact.”

“You free to get your bitch any time you see fit, fuckwad,” Outlaw stated calmly. “Right now, it ain’t ‘bout you and her. This day for Bailey and Mort. Right now, we here to help the girls lift any heavy shit they need for their bullshit decorations.”

“No heavy lifting required, Outlaw,” Val told him, digging in his cut and pulling out a joint. In a little while, they’d have to change into their tuxedos, but they were hanging on to their comfort until the last possible minute.

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