turning red again she realized that she was going to need help getting to the bathroom. Like now. Lisa saw her struggling to the edge of the bed, and stood moving to help her up off the bed. “Bathroom, I’m guessing.” She laughed as she helped Molly walk the few feet
Ten minutes later Molly was lying back in the bed exhausted. Aunt Mae was tucking the covers around her. “Now sweetheart, you get some rest. We can’t have Bone get back and think that I didn’t take good care of you. Are you hungry?” Molly shook her head. “Bo-Bone feed me soup earlier.”
“Ah, taught that boy right Marian did.”
“That was his mother by the way.” Lisa interrupted.
“ Yeah, you rest up and Lisa and I will be downstairs if you need us. Just holler if you need anything we’ll hear. It’s about ten. We’ll sleep in the guest room.” Aunt Mae and Lisa left her alone. As she fell into a deep sleep surrounded by the masculine and cinnamon scent of Bone’s bed, she thought, about how strange it was that she felt more connected here with these people after only a few days than she ever had with her own family.
Chapter 12
Bone ran a hand over the back of his neck with a groan. Damn he was tired. Looking around the warehouse he saw the club moving around stacking up the bodies, and clearing out the drugs. It had taken him them ten hours to clear out this damned warehouse with thirty Jackals now lying in the pile of bodies along the wall of the warehouse. Three brothers had been shot, Stoney was the only one who was critical, but they had been lucky with so many Jackals here tonight it could have gone very differently had they not had the element of surprise on their side. They had some major hardware in that back room Tank was gleefully exclaiming over as he took inventory. He almost had an orgasm when he saw the two old school missile launchers, and the laser rifles with the enhanced scopes. Bone chuckled when Tank walked out of the weapon room wearing six guns and carrying two rocket launchers. Dog was walking out behind him a sour expression on his face.
“Told that damned fool that he can’t carry that shit on his bike. Idiot.” Duck said as he smacked the back of Tanks head. Causing Bone to double over with laughter, Duck was about a foot shorter than Tanks 6’ 5” frame, it was funny as shit when he beat up on Tank.
“Ow that hurt, damn it. I told you I’d give them to a prospect to take back in a cage, you evil bastard.” Tank was glaring at Duck when Tiny, Dog, and Stick walked up to them.
“We got the drugs taken care of. The Dixons are coming to get it in about an hour.” Tiny said referring to a patched over club that lived on the coast. He stared at Tank.
“Compensating?” Dog asked with a grin.
“No, Fucker. I don’t need to. My dicks like the rest of me more than enough.” Tank glared at Dog while clutching the guns looking ridiculous.
“Hey Tank I think there’s another launcher over in the corner maybe you need that one too.” Stick said pointing randomly.
Tank’s face contorted in disappointment as he looked down at his full hands. “I don’t think I could carry it,” then with a sudden idea he looked at Stick. “You could carry it for me.” He said and everyone started laughing at his crazy ass. “What?” Tank asked looking confused.
“There aren’t any more launchers you dumb shit.” Duck growled hitting him in the head again. Deke, one of the prospects, came up to them.
“Were almost cleared out. Do you want us to wait till the Dixons get here?” Deke asked looking at Tank with an astonished scrutiny causing them to all laugh again.
“Shut up, you’re all assholes.” Tank said as he began stomping away with his new toys.
“Fuckers got not a lick of sense. Why didn’t he just tell a prospect to get that shit for him?” Duck said as they watched him walk out the door presumably looking for someone to take his toys home.
“You know Tank, Duck. He
Ten minutes later Molly was lying back in the bed exhausted. Aunt Mae was tucking the covers around her. “Now sweetheart, you get some rest. We can’t have Bone get back and think that I didn’t take good care of you. Are you hungry?” Molly shook her head. “Bo-Bone feed me soup earlier.”
“Ah, taught that boy right Marian did.”
“That was his mother by the way.” Lisa interrupted.
“ Yeah, you rest up and Lisa and I will be downstairs if you need us. Just holler if you need anything we’ll hear. It’s about ten. We’ll sleep in the guest room.” Aunt Mae and Lisa left her alone. As she fell into a deep sleep surrounded by the masculine and cinnamon scent of Bone’s bed, she thought, about how strange it was that she felt more connected here with these people after only a few days than she ever had with her own family.
Chapter 12
Bone ran a hand over the back of his neck with a groan. Damn he was tired. Looking around the warehouse he saw the club moving around stacking up the bodies, and clearing out the drugs. It had taken him them ten hours to clear out this damned warehouse with thirty Jackals now lying in the pile of bodies along the wall of the warehouse. Three brothers had been shot, Stoney was the only one who was critical, but they had been lucky with so many Jackals here tonight it could have gone very differently had they not had the element of surprise on their side. They had some major hardware in that back room Tank was gleefully exclaiming over as he took inventory. He almost had an orgasm when he saw the two old school missile launchers, and the laser rifles with the enhanced scopes. Bone chuckled when Tank walked out of the weapon room wearing six guns and carrying two rocket launchers. Dog was walking out behind him a sour expression on his face.
“Told that damned fool that he can’t carry that shit on his bike. Idiot.” Duck said as he smacked the back of Tanks head. Causing Bone to double over with laughter, Duck was about a foot shorter than Tanks 6’ 5” frame, it was funny as shit when he beat up on Tank.
“Ow that hurt, damn it. I told you I’d give them to a prospect to take back in a cage, you evil bastard.” Tank was glaring at Duck when Tiny, Dog, and Stick walked up to them.
“We got the drugs taken care of. The Dixons are coming to get it in about an hour.” Tiny said referring to a patched over club that lived on the coast. He stared at Tank.
“Compensating?” Dog asked with a grin.
“No, Fucker. I don’t need to. My dicks like the rest of me more than enough.” Tank glared at Dog while clutching the guns looking ridiculous.
“Hey Tank I think there’s another launcher over in the corner maybe you need that one too.” Stick said pointing randomly.
Tank’s face contorted in disappointment as he looked down at his full hands. “I don’t think I could carry it,” then with a sudden idea he looked at Stick. “You could carry it for me.” He said and everyone started laughing at his crazy ass. “What?” Tank asked looking confused.
“There aren’t any more launchers you dumb shit.” Duck growled hitting him in the head again. Deke, one of the prospects, came up to them.
“Were almost cleared out. Do you want us to wait till the Dixons get here?” Deke asked looking at Tank with an astonished scrutiny causing them to all laugh again.
“Shut up, you’re all assholes.” Tank said as he began stomping away with his new toys.
“Fuckers got not a lick of sense. Why didn’t he just tell a prospect to get that shit for him?” Duck said as they watched him walk out the door presumably looking for someone to take his toys home.
“You know Tank, Duck. He
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