Fighter's Claim: Devils Wind MC by D.D. Galvani

Author:D.D. Galvani [Galvani, D.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-09T16:00:00+00:00

“Class A,” she quipped back.

I burst out laughing. “You win, now pack, damn it! The boys will be back soon!”

There was a knock on the door. “Ladies, okay to come in?” Breech called.

Slapping my hand over Jiji’s mouth before she said something that would get her into more hot water, I replied, “Come in, please.”

“Babe,” Jameson said to me, “ready to go?”

I picked up the small bag from the bed, and he stepped forward to take it from me, stooping to kiss me as he did. I reached up, putting my arms behind his head and deepening the kiss.

I heard Breech remark under his breath, “Get a room.”

Jameson lifted his head and smirked. “This is my room,” he deadpanned.

Breech took Jiji’s bag from her, walking out as she followed. Like the little girl she just said she wasn’t, she stuck her tongue out at him. “I got better places for you to put that tongue, Jiji. Keep it up and that ass is gonna get beat,” Breech said.

She stopped dead in her tracks, hands on her hips. “How the hell—”

“I got eyes in the back of my head, little one,” Breech replied. “You best be remembering that.” Jiji stomped her foot, and Breech turned around, eyeballing her. “You sure are pushing your luck, babycakes.”

Jiji lost a bit of her swagger at that. Looking over at Jameson, she started to ask, “You wouldn’t let him—”

Before she could get the words out, Jameson cut in. “What, spank your ass? Jiji, I told you before: I can only intervene so far.”

Jiji’s smile fell, while Breech’s grew. Letting her off the hook, he said, “We’ll table this discussion for another time—let’s ride!”

I pressed a little kiss on the corner of Jameson’s mouth to hide my smile at the exchange then stepped back.

He bent down to whisper, “I wouldn’t smile if I was you, babe, spanking your ass for throwing shade will happen, mark my words.” My mouth fell open and he closed it with his fingers beneath my chin. “Cat got your tongue?” he asked, chuckling.

Turning away from him, I laid my hand on Breech’s arm, gripping it tightly. “Thanks for letting us know what you and the club have worked out for us, Breech. We are both happy to get away from the clubhouse for a while. Don’t get me wrong, you guys have been great, but Dukes is right; Jiji and I need our own space and you’ll need to be able to do your thing without an audience,” I said.

Breech shrugged, “No biggie, Tish, you’re always welcome here.” Looking at Jiji, he said meaningfully, “She’s talking about club business, not fucking the club girls.”

She huffed, “I don’t care who you fuck. It’s none of my business anyway.”

He took her chin in his palm. “Liar,” he said.

She shook him off, saying, “You’d like me to think so, wouldn’t you, Breech? But saying isn’t doing,” she said, and walked out the door.

Breech looked at us, started to say something, then shook his head and walked out behind Jiji.

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