Diamondback MC Second Generation Collection by Baker Tory

Author:Baker, Tory
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-06T00:00:00+00:00

Dad: Sweet pea, go take care of the poor Italian.

Mom: Love is rocky. You have our love and support.

Sailor: Girl, you only live once. Plus, it’s not Massimo who did the word we won’t be speaking of ever again.

Jackson: Dude, man up.

I laugh. Leave it to my family. All of them have their own warped sense of humor. It’s probably why we all get along so well. Every single one of us is a nut job of some kind. The knocking on my window jars me from letting out my own giggle. I’ve yet to take my seatbelt off. The car is in park and off; it’s just getting out of the vehicle that seems to be the issue.

“Shit, you scared me.” I open the door but realize I’m still strapped in. I roll my eyes like the loon I am, unclick the belt, and take his hand to step out of my car.

“You’re a sight for sore eyes.” I didn’t dress for the occasion at all. If anything, I went with comfort and not holding anymore secrets, which means no wig. The tufts of hair are wild any other day; today, they just happen to be uncontrollable. The head wrap I put on gives me a bit of flare that makes me feel cute and fashionable. I’ve paired it with an off-the-shoulder shirt, cream in color, oversized. The jean shorts are probably too short, but it’s what I had, and I’m comfortable.

“Are you okay?” I ask, noticing the dark circles beneath his eyes, the slight limp in how he’s standing.

“Yeah, sorry I didn’t come by sooner. I’ve been laying low lately, giving you time, too. I assume your father told you we talked?” he asks. I grab my purse, throwing my phone and keys in.

“He did. I’m pretty sure it’s you and me who should talk more than him talking to me, though.” I look around and see a man posted outside, a cane in his hand, but he’s not using it.

“Boss?” We’re slowly walking up towards the door.

“I don’t need that pussy stick.” I snicker, even though I’m concerned about Massimo and the limp that’s progressively getting worse.

“You think passing out in front of your lady or falling, breaking a hip, is going to make you look any better?”

“Marco.” Massimo sneers his name. I decide to intervene. “I’ll take that. Thank you for looking out for the stubborn bear of a man.”

“Thank you, Miss Matthews.” I take it in my hand then push it into Massimo’s.

“You’re welcome. I’m sure we’ll be formally introduced later on. It seems your boss is hell bent on being a stubborn ass.” Marco covers his chuckle with his hand but leaves us.

“I don’t want to know, do I?” Massimo is looking down at me, reluctantly taking the cane, but I can also see the relief in his body now that he’s using it.

“I deserved it. We’ll talk more once we’re inside. Dante is at school, so that will give us some time before he’s home.

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