Hammer (Heartlands Motorcycle Club Book 9) by Dani Wyatt

Author:Dani Wyatt [Wyatt, Dani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-02T23:00:00+00:00

“Fuck off,” I say to Chain as he makes a lewd gesture with his beer bottle, taking a little longer to lick around the rim before knocking back a big gulp.

They all know about what happened last night. And that means fucking Luann blabbed. I’d try to be mad at her, but there’s no point because I know it won’t last. She might be a thorn in my side right now, but she’s a sweet old lady and a friend.

“Who would’a guessed that lawyer chick is a fucking sweetbutt?” Troy chuckles as he turns to the bar, and I see red.

In a moment, I’m in his face, my fist twisted into the collar of his shirt as I growl low. “Don’t you call her that.”

Troy’s face straightens in an instant, but his eyes still look like their smiling but he holds up his hands in surrender. In a straight fight, I don’t know which of us would come out on top, but right now I don’t care about that. I’ll defend her honor with my life if I have to.

“All right, take it easy. Just busting your balls. But I am the club president and if you don’t take your hands off me I’m going to have to do something neither of us will enjoy.” He narrows his eyes at me, and I let him go. “Good choice. Look, no harm no foul. She’s a sweet girl and I think I speak for all of us when I say I’m relieved you finally did more than just read your fucking romance novels in that back room.”

“They’re not romance novels. They’re classic literature.”

He chuckles. “Whatever you need to tell yourself. If they gave you the idea for what Luann saw you doing, good for you.”

“Whatever.” I say, not convinced that his apology is genuine but not wanting to push things further.

He claps me on the shoulder. “Just happy to know you’re human.”

“Actually, there was something I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Well?”

“I want to use the cabin.”

“What?” Killian is sitting on the other side of the room, but somehow he heard what I said. He’s shaking his head already. “That’s a fucking hideout for when we need it. No way.”

Troy shoots him a look and he falls silent immediately.

“No fucking way!” Saint stands up from the table in the corner, the legs of his chair squeaking against the polished floor as he pushes it back, his eyes darting to me and Troy. “Hammer, is that you?”

I shrug my shoulders. He’s looking down at his phone, then up at me and Troy, then back at his phone. “Is what me?”

“This video. It’s all over the fucking internet, dude. They’ve done that thing to it but…” He looks over at Wrath, who raises his eyebrows. “Filter. That’s it, some sort of fucking filter, made you look like the fucking hulk or some shit. Take a fucking look!”

“What the fuck?” I stomp over to him and grab the phone. As I watch the video my heart sinks.

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