Semua Bab The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2): Bab 61 - Bab 70

“OK, so I’ll see you in the morning,” Scars told her. “We can meet here and have coffee and lunch, wade through the bar financial stuff in Wolf’s office. Then you and Zoe can work on the tattoo parlour numbers through the afternoon before you take the world by storm with your girl’s night.” He shook his head. “Good Lord Almighty. I hope the Curves boys are ready for what’s about to hit ‘em. Maybe I should call Jax and give him a heads up, huh? Tell him to tie up his more mild-mannered bar staff and throw ‘em in one of the back rooms for their own safety?”“Ohhh,” Zoe said pertly. “Are restraints on the menu for tomorrow night? I had no idea. Things just got interesting.”Jo blushed deeply, remembering Silver’s hands around her wrists pinning her down, how it had made her feel so vulnerable and aroused. Despite herself, she looked at him again, torn once more between weak-kneed desire and white-knuckled irritation. He was turned away from her now as he talked to Viking. Jo was glad to

“It’s possible, Wolf,” he said. “I mean – I don’t know what happened to Sabotage, I swear it to you on my life. But things between him and Fox have been… tense. Bad. I’ve thought it for a while and Nell confirmed it to me. What happened on Friday was something that should never happen between a Prez and his people, especially not his Vice-President. It was unacceptable. I’m sorry to say that I’m not surprised that Sabotage is missing without a word, and that The Highwaymen are staying quiet.”“This thing that happened on Friday that you saw with your own eyes… is it the kind of thing that I’d have a strong negative reaction to?”“Hell, yes. If Scars ever raised a fist to you, you’d put him down and in his place fucking fast and hard, and the rest of us would help in a goddamn heartbeat.”“Right.” Wolf stared into space for a few seconds then snapped back. “Well… I ain’t sayin’ nothin' to Dawson. The Highwaymen and their inner squabbles ain’t my damn problem and we don’t do business wi

Jo followed Zoe into Dangerous Curves, then watched in bemusement as a drop-dead gorgeous guy shot over to hug and kiss Zoe in greeting.“Zee!” he exclaimed in a Southern drawl as he lifted her off her feet. “You’re back!”“Yep,” Zoe said from a height of approximately four feet in the air. “We got back yesterday.”He gently set her down again, gave her a huge grin. “Ravishing as ever, darlin’.”“Hey,” Zoe said primly, holding up her left hand. “Watch it, Carter. You’re talking to an engaged woman.”“No shit!” he exclaimed, clearly delighted. “Why didn’t I get that memo, huh?”“Dunno. I thought it was international news.”“Speaking of news,” the man said looking at Jo with a wide and winsome smile. “Who’s your friend, Zee?”“Jolene, goes by Jo. She’s the new accountant for The Road Devils.”“Jo.” The man stuck out his hand and she shook it. “I’m Aidan and I go by Aidan. I’m the bartender here but I moonlight as a smart-ass, albeit a charming one.”Astonished, Jo stared at him for a fe

“Bah,” Aidan said with a dismissive shrug. “Work, shmerk. Enjoy tonight, be sorry tomorrow.”“Is that your life philosophy?” Zoe asked him, sipping her drink. “Party now, regrets later?”“Damn right, darlin’. Take what comes when it comes, live it fully, worry about later when later is now. And why not, right? Carpe diem and all that.”“Well, I’ll drink to that,” Jo said boldly, surprising herself at speaking up among this group of people who were clearly good friends. “To the now.”“To the now,” Zoe and Mac echoed, raising their drinks. Aidan gave Jo another one of those heart-stopping, glowing grins and she smiled back, starting to unfurl under his hot gaze. Yeah, he was taken and married and clearly happy to be so – but what the hell. This was the ‘now’, her ‘now’, and why not enjoy it? It wouldn’t be her ‘now’ tomorrow; maybe it wouldn’t be her ‘now’ ever again.They drank, then Aidan headed off back to the bar. Jo looked around again, more carefully, and saw that Zoe hadn’t been

“That’s great!” Jo said, amazed at how happy she was to hear all of this. “I saw him with Keira at Satan’s last night, and he clearly adores her. She was comfortable and happy with him too.”“Yeah. She’s a gift, the best in the whole of my life.”Jo hesitated, then brought the conversation back to what they’d started talking about earlier. “Did you – you adopted Keira, then?”“Oh! Yes!” Zoe took a big sip of her drink. “We were talking about that. I forgot.” She sighed a bit. “Well… she’s my niece, really. My sister’s daughter. But when Hailey was – was killed by her ex, I took Keira.”“Wait.” Jo set her drink down, tried hard to focus because this was damn important to understand properly. “Keira’s Mom – your sister – was killed by… Keira’s Dad?”“Yeah. He stabbed Hailey to death when she was nine months pregnant with Keira. Hailey died right after delivery.”“Holy God,” Jo whispered, suddenly feeling very very sober. “Zoe… that’s horrible.”“It is. It is horrible. Know what’s almost