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Or maybe I just thought it.
I wasn’t sure because about ten seconds after, I crashed.
JUDGE
Yay.
I told her she could suck my dick while she rides my face, and she said yay.
Ophelia may not have been a biker bunny, but the whole day riding without a single complaint from her fuckable lips showed she was born to ride a bike.
And her yaying at my filthy mouth showed she was born to ride a biker, too.
Waiting a few minutes to make sure she was fully asleep, I pulled off her boots. I couldn’t get to the button on her jeans, so those would have to wait. I tugged the blanket out from under her carefully, but she was so dead to the world, I could’ve yanked it, and I doubted she’d wake.
Covering her, I sat at the foot of the bed and switched on the TV, flipping through the muted channels until I reached ESPN. I watched the highlights but kept an eye on my phone.
When it rang, it wasn’t the number I’d been anticipating.
My gut turned to stone, and I answered, saying, “What’s wrong?”
“My pregnant wife is gonna lose her mind, and I don’t think tacos and bodega Twinkies will fix it.”
Hell.
“What happened?” I asked Nox.
There was a quiet click followed by a deep inhale.
“You’re quitting,” I heard Beck say in the background.
“The way this shit is going, it’ll be a fookin’ miracle if Gus doesn’t take up smoking when the baby is born,” Nox bit out.
Moving to the bathroom, I closed the door almost all the way. “I’ve been gone less than a day, what the hell is going on?”
“Picked up another Nash castoff, but this one had info and was talkative… when he still could.”
“Okay, and?”
“One of Nash’s high-class girls has a sugar-Grandpa.”
Not much got to me, but the visual of that churned my stomach.
“Guess where he lives,” Nox continued.
“Elder Oaks.”
“Aye.”
The dots were coming together, but one to form a picture I wanted to brain bleach away. Knowing that couldn’t be it, I prodded, “And?”
“And Elder Oaks is apparently the place for rest, relaxation, and a drug ring to rival any cartel. Guess who our own Pablo fookin’ Escobar is.”
My mind went to Ophelia and her easy acceptance of the drugs I’d helped Nox distribute. It made sense that she hadn’t been fazed if she’d been doing the same.
Except at some point, she’d have told me so I could protect her.
And her involvement wouldn’t upset Gus, and therefore Nox.
