Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Ty! You’re supposed to have pizza with me. We’ll leave your big dumb dad at home.”
“You guys wouldn’t leave me. You love me,” Hunter says, and his words make my breath stall in my chest. I know Beau is skittish, but my brother is so happy. He’s so in love that I pray with everything in me she accepts the gift he’s giving her. Robin destroyed his trust in women. I never thought I’d see the day he was happy again.
“I do love you,” Beau says softly, as my brother takes her into his arms. I smile, my heart warming.
“See you tonight, Iz,” Pez says as Ty tells his dad and Beau to knock it off.
“I really can drive, you know,” I call as he walks to the door.
“Cool. So can I. Be ready when I pick you up or you don’t get pizza,” he warns and leaves. I’m left shaking my head.
BB looks over at me. “You dating Pez?”
“What?” I nervously ask. “No, not at all. Why would you say that?”
“It’s cool if you are, you know. Pez is a good man,” BB replies.
“Seriously, BB, just stop. Pez and I don’t have that kind of relationship. I don’t see him like that.”
“Maybe you should. You deserve to be happy, Izzy.”
“I’m fine, stop worrying, big bro. You’re getting older. You can’t afford the worry lines.”
“That’s not nice!” BB yells as I head out the door, making me cackle.
I’ve missed him. I feel like with Beau’s help, I’m getting the brother I grew up with back.
It’s a great feeling.
4
JEALOUSLY, BEER, AND BAD DECISIONS
CANDYMAN
“C? You good? You’ve been way too damn quiet,” Griff asks.
“I’m fine. Just anxious to get back home,” I grumble—lying through my teeth.
“Well, at least stop looking like you want to kill someone. King might think you’re trying to challenge him or something. I want to make sure this alliance is settled tonight. It will help both clubs, but I think you get with all the shit that we’ve been through, we need their support more than they need ours.”
“I’m cool, Griff. Don’t get your panties in a wad. Just missing home.”
“You in that big of a hurry to take Nana to her bingo game?” he laughs, referring to his old lady, Georgia’s grandmother.
I smile as I think of Nana. She’s a hell of a woman. She definitely keeps a man on his toes. I won’t lie. I find myself wishing she were younger, for sure. I’d claim her in a heartbeat. Well, I would have before meeting Izzy. Everything about that woman has set me on my ass. Earlier today has left a sour feeling in my stomach. I should have washed my hands of her and never looked back.
Yet, I can’t stop thinking of her.
“You can’t lie and say you don’t miss Nana, too.”
Griff grins. He’s missing home bad. He doesn’t like being away from Georgia. I fully expect him to start bringing her on these trips pretty soon. He’s that gone for his old lady. It’s actually great to see them together. I didn’t think I was missing out on having a woman in my life. At least, not until I watched the two of them together. Now, I can admit that I want what they have. It’s something I was foolishly imagining with Izzy. That’s fucking insane after essentially just meeting her twice, but things moved almost as fast for Griff. Maybe it can happen that quickly when the attraction between you is so intense. Hell, if I know. I’m realizing that whatever attraction I have for Izzy is stronger than anything I’ve ever felt in my life. I don’t know what the fuck to do about it, though.
Before I realize it. We’re at the Devil’s Blaze clubhouse. It’s a little rundown, but sadly it’s probably in better shape than ours. I know Griff has allocated money for improvements, and Georgia is painting more murals and things to make the clubhouse more inviting.
“Is there a party tonight?” I ask Griff, not really in the mood. I’m usually the first guy in line for a party. That hasn’t been the case since I met Izzy, and after her throwing my reputation with club girls in my face, it’s the last thing I want. Her words scraped something raw inside me. I don’t like how she described me.
“King doesn’t have a lot of parties. I think this is some kind of family thing. I’m not sure.”
“Great,” I mutter. After listening to Izzy, I figure she’ll probably not even be here. I’m mostly praying she’s not. I don’t want to see her—not so soon after the fight. I need to get my head in the right space, or I might do something to fuck up this alliance and Griff will knock me on my ass. The two of us might be evenly matched for the most part, but I’ve seen him fight. He’s a beast. To be truthful, going round after round with him isn’t something I’d relish ever doing—and not just because of our friendship. I’m comfortable fighting, but a match between me and Grifter would be a hard-fought victory and I’m not sure who would come out the winner.