His (Hers #5)

His (Hers #5) by Dawn Robertson

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don’t think I could deal with losing Seven or my kids.”
    “Can we talk about the fact that we are being blackmailed by some guy we had a threesome with?” Seven blurts out, and Brooke nearly falls off her chair. I smile because my wife has such a way with words.

    After therapy I have two more missed calls from Chrome and a text message.
Chrome: Call me ASAP
    Chrome isn’t the kind of dude to blow up someone’s phone. He is patient and most of the time, he keeps his feelings to himself unless he is dealing with Star. It would be bad for his badass biker persona to get ruined by shit like talking about feelings.
    “Whose that?” Seven asks, nodding toward the phone.
    “Chrome. He’s called three times. Something must be up. Have you heard from Star?” She shakes her head in response.
    “I’m gonna call him back. Get in the car and we will take a drive over to their house.”
    I dial his number and he answers on the first ring.
    “Where are you?”
    “Leaving therapy with Seven. What the hell is going on?” I ask him.
    “That fuckin’ snake Vince. Come to the house.” Chrome’s tone is harsh and clipped as he hangs the phone up in my ear. Vince just picked a fight with the wrong fuckin’ person.
    “What’s going on?” Seven asks while I speed off in the direction of their farmhouse.
    “Vince got to Star.”

Seven
    Present
    The house is eerily quiet when we pull up the driveway. The usual biker parking lot is empty. Only Star’s car, Chrome’s truck and a single motorcycle sit in the parking area. No Paisley, no Journey, nobody is to be found. The typical hustle and bustle is mute when we enter the house.
    “Hello?” I yell through the house, hoping to grab someone’s attention. Nothing. We take a couple more steps through the house and plop Marley down on the floor. She makes a bee-line straight for Rainbow’s toy corner without a second thought. It is the one place of the house where the kids completely rule shit.
    A few more steps into the kitchen and I hear a loud scream from Star’s bedroom. My heart hammers against my chest and I bolt in the direction of the yell and push the door open, completely not expecting what I find on the other side of the door. I thought someone was hurting my best friend. Instead Star is bent over her bed while Chrome pounds her from behind.
    “What the…” my voice trails off when I realize no one is actually hurting Star.
    “Um… my bad. I thought…” I laugh and smile as I turn around and walk out of the room. Levi stands in the hallway behind me with a blank stare on his face. Not like he hasn’t seen Star naked before, but not in a position like that. I laugh to myself thinking about the fact that he will have a hard time looking Chrome in the eye for a while.
    “We’ll be out in a few minutes.” Star says breathlessly, and we patiently wait for them in the kitchen. I laugh and try not to listen to the noises that continue to come from their bedroom, but I can’t help but hear one choice phrase Chrome grunts out repeatedly.
    “You belong to me.”

    “Sorry about that,” Chrome says to Levi with a smile while I nurse a cup of water at the breakfast bar and try to ignore the two of them.
    “You were in such a hurry, we thought something was wrong. We show up here to this…” Levi laughs.
    “There is a problem. A big fuckin’ problem.” Chrome says with a nasty look of disgust on his face. “And it involves Seven.” I turn when I hear my name mentioned. I put my hands up in defense.
    “I didn’t do it this time!” I swear I didn’t. I have no fuckin’ idea what it might be, but I can say without a shadow of a doubt this time around, I know I didn’t do anything fucked up.
    “It started a long time ago, Seven. Have you heard from that slimy ass scumbag Vince?” Chrome asks. The sound of his name from Chrome’s lips make me freeze in place.
    “Why?” Levi asks.
    “This asshole is trying to extort money from Star. Something

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