Pagan (The Henchmen MC Book 8) by Jessica Gadziala

Author:Jessica Gadziala [Gadziala, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-04T16:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

Pagan

I wasn't being a dick.

About not calling Kennedy or showing back up.

Alright, maybe for the first day, it was a conscious choice to put some space there, to let it rest. I wanted to say it was just for her, just because I didn't want her catching feelings and fucking up a good thing. But if I was being completely honest, it definitely was for myself as well. Not because I'd catch feelings. Fuck no. Not me. Just because this fuck buddy thing was out of my wheelhouse and after the disastrous after-fuck situation, I figured maybe it was good to give myself a day to clear my head.

It was that simple.

Until the next morning when I got woken up by Reign pounding on my door, dragging my ass out of bed at around ten, about an hour earlier than usual. What can I say, I stay up late. Mornings are for nine-to-fivers.

"Get dressed," he barked. "Boots and cut too. The mother fucking Lebanese pushed up their ship date, and we need to hit the road now to make it. Normally, I'd tell 'em to go fuck themselves, that we had a deal, but this is a big shipment, these guys are a new contact. And we don't have any other buyers for these kinds of weapons. So you, me, Laz, Renny, Duke, and Wolf are hitting the road. Repo and Cash are hanging back to keep things under control here with all the new probies."

"Just out of pure fucking curiosity," I said as I moved toward my dresser to grab jeans, "why the fuck me?"

I mean, technically, Reeve was probably the better choice of probates to bring, next to Laz. Even Edison might have been a better choice, but with his mysterious past, I figured maybe there was a reason Reign didn't pick him. Cy, well, he was better at the compound, keeping the morale up.

Reign shrugged. "Mood would be tense if I didn't throw you or Cy in the mix," he said, and that was true enough. Reign, Wolf, Duke, and Laz were all serious types. Renny was equal parts laid-back and freaky dark and ruthless. It just depended on the situation. Me, I guess I was the mood-elevator. "You'd both be good if shit came down to hand-to-hand, with Cy having his martial arts background, but you're more equipped to handle guns."

"From what I hear," I said, pulling a shirt on, then sitting down to tie my boots, "your woman is doing her damnedest to teach Cy all about guns."

To that, Reign exhaled hard enough to call it a sigh, raking a hand down his face. "That fucking woman," he said, shaking his head, but there was a smile pulling at his lips, a depth of meaning in his eyes. "Has she put any holes in anything?"

I felt my lips twitch as I stuffed my shit into my pockets and grabbed my cut. "Just the side of one of Repo's cars."

"At least it wasn't the side of

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