Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“Send her on her way, then. Give her any help she needs as long as it doesn’t involve money. I’m talking moving shit or whatever. She doesn’t get a dime of this club’s money. You are only obligated to drop shit off where she says drop it off. No carrying a six-hundred-pound recliner up four flights of stairs. She can take it from there.”
“I don’t think she has much other than her car and what’s in her bank account.” Shotgun grinned. “Too bad she tore the side off the car.”
“I should see if you’d ask Red and Rosanna at Bane to fix it and send me the bill, but I’m really not feeling that generous. It was her damned fault and she has enough money to fix it, or she could sell it as is.”
“You’ve done more than you should have.” Jezebel walked over to us with a smile, arm in arm with Sonya. “She has the means. Don’t reward her bad behavior.”
“Cut her loose,” I said without hesitation. “She’ll be fine.”
“You want to talk to her first?” Shotgun asked.
“What’s the point? If it mattered now, it would have mattered years ago. We’re no longer married. That’s the only thing I needed from her.”
“Good plan.” Shotgun clapped me on the shoulder. “I’ll escort her outside the gate.”
“Well, now that’s settled,” Jezebel gave me a brief hug. “We’ll be leaving. Be good. There’s a year’s worth of lube under the bathroom sink. Don’t forget to wash everything before using it. Bye now.” Jezebel waved a cheerful goodbye as El Diablo laughed delightedly as they walked away holding hands.
I put my arm around Sonya as we waved to the last of our friends as they left. “I owe you a spanking,” I said, still waving.
“Yep,” she agreed, still waving too.
“Thought I saw some bondage equipment near the top of one of those mounds of sex toys.” I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye.
“Yep. Middle pile. Jammed between a sex swing and a few dildos.” She didn’t hesitate with her reply.
“I’ll get a stepladder.”
“Good idea. If you see a strap-on, grab it, will ya?”
“Yeah, that’s not happening.”
“Oh, really?” God, I loved that wicked gleam in her eyes. It was a look that said I was well and truly fucked. OK, so not physically. At least, I didn’t think so. Then I remembered how this whole situation started.
“You know what, forget I said that.”
The grin she threw back my way said her memory was perfect.
As I looked to my future, wondering if I’d always have the peace I enjoyed now, I was sure of two things. First, whatever my future held, it would be with this woman at my side. And second, life would never be dull. I looked forward to every blistering second of what was to come.