Steel’s POV
OK, my like for Grace just went up.
Just a little bit!
My fear for the woman, however, skyrocketed!
And Prez was into that?!
God help that man…!
I hadn’t meant to be listening in on their conversation, but Knives was back and the second he entered the room, I couldn’t be in it. So, I left and went to find my woman. That’s when I noticed Bunny standing behind the bar, looking longingly at them sitting on the couch just out of view. He was clutching something in his hand – a small box – and it was clear as day that he wanted to go over there and talk to them. But a glare from Grace had him pinned to the spot.
And when Pitbull has you tagged as a target you don’t move!
However, something in her gaze softened, and she turned her head back to Cracker, who hadn’t seen me or Bunny.
“You and Jasper still not talking?” Grace asked, clearly testing the waters for him. His interest ins
Steel’s POVOK, my like for Grace just went up.Just a little bit!My fear for the woman, however, skyrocketed!And Prez was into that?!God help that man…!I hadn’t meant to be listening in on their conversation, but Knives was back and the second he entered the room, I couldn’t be in it. So, I left and went to find my woman. That’s when I noticed Bunny standing behind the bar, looking longingly at them sitting on the couch just out of view. He was clutching something in his hand – a small box – and it was clear as day that he wanted to go over there and talk to them. But a glare from Grace had him pinned to the spot.And when Pitbull has you tagged as a target you don’t move!However, something in her gaze softened, and she turned her head back to Cracker, who hadn’t seen me or Bunny.“You and Jasper still not talking?” Grace asked, clearly testing the waters for him. His interest ins
Cracker’s POV“Me?!” I gaped, frowning at my best friend.“Yep!” Grace chirped and leaned back in her seat, taking a more confident sip of her beer now that the attention was off her again. “How’s making up going?”I let out a mix between a huff and a sigh – which was exactly how I felt about it…“Well, Steel’s at least made it clear that he’s not going anywhere,” I replied and told her about who he’d moved in with while I was at the hospital. “So, I really don’t have a choice in the matter.”“Hmm,” Grace hummed with an arched eyebrow.I sighed.I hated this part! The part where your best friend knows you better than you know yourself…“I know it’s complicated, but I---,” I paused, trying to put my feelings into words. “In a way, I’ve already accepted him as a part of my life. When I didn’t go through with the abortion, I knew I – in one way or another – was accepting him back into my life. I mean, I would neve
Cracker's POV“Yeah, I know, right?” Grace replied in the same astonished tone, and I laughed, imagining her on top of the parade pyramid! “And I don’t even feel bad! Hell, give me a shovel and I’ll happily help them put Jones in a hole in the ground!” She sighed. “But I think they want it that way! Us clueless. The less we know the less of a liability we are and shit like that?”She looked at me questioningly and despite feeling utterly frustrated about it, when she put it like that it made sense.“Yeah, you’re probably right,” I admitted with a huff. “Still, I really want to see Jones bit the dust, you know? One of the reasons I like practicing law is that I got to see the pissed-off expression on their faces when I win!”I know I promised Steel to let them do this their way, but it still pissed me off that I couldn’t do anything. Of course, I’d be there for the fallout. Providing alibis, handling paperwork, and basically getting them o
Cracker’s POVI was growing entirely too anxious when Prez and Grace ran late. I’d already been at the club with Steel when Cobalt called out and gestured the news. Grace’s face was plastered all over it, claiming that she’d murdered someone.Rage boiled in my blood, and I swear that if my leg hadn’t been broken, I’d marched right up to Sheriff Jones and killed him myself. However, Steel and the others – after they’d all apologized for their behavior, and I let them stew in their own sweat for a minute or two – reassured me, that with the video of Jones at our house and the evidence I’d gathered, Jones wasn’t going to be able to do anything.We just had to keep Grace safe until they found the man running this operation…I know that they were trying to be helpful, but my patience with these people was running rather low. Sure, they’d apologized and what shit not, but I still didn’t know if I could trust them entirely. Bunny had tried to co
Grace’s POV“Even Pitbulls have masters, little pup. And I’m officially yours!”Prez's voice was possessive and demanding, leaving no room for arguments or even a question. I was his, my body was his – he’d made that much clear with the way he’d fucked me in the shower – and he owned me. Like someone would own a dog.Now that should have pissed me off!NOT turn me on!But it did! The way his eyes lapped over my body as he lathered me in soap and tenderly took care of every inch of me. The way he washed away the evidence of what we’d just done and left a trail of open-mouthed kisses along my jaw and throat…I remembered the week in the hospital when he’d watch over Cracker while Steel got some sleep. Despite having a daughter to take care of, he was trying to be a good friend and make up for the mistake he’d done. I remembered
Grace's POV"And I’ll continue to fuck you until I’ve ruined you for all other men, you understand that?”I gasped at his words.“Wh-what---?!”But before I’d managed to say and do anything, he thrust into me, hard and painfully, as if he was about to rip me in two. But the way it made my body throb was unexpected. I’d always been a girl who liked it rough, but---I never knew that pain could be such a turn-on!He eased back and then went to leisurely stroking my burning insides with his cock. The sensation of pain and pleasure rang another moan from my lips, and I threw my head back, wondering what the hell I’d gotten myself into this time!“Who owns this body, baby?” he asked, but in truth, it wasn’t a question. He already knew the answer – cocky son of a bitch! Still, I wasn’t about to give in that easily…