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Ghost pinches the bridge of his nose, “Fine, but your dick stays in your pants unless you want to claim her. Understood? I will not have Bobby’s daughter fucking heartbroken because you fucked her and then decided she wasn’t for you.”
I smile. “My dick will remain firmly in my pants,” I state, patting my crotch. “So, what else did Bobby have to say while I was gone?” I ask, changing the subject to something a little more serious.
“We got the full name and description of this Charlie. Bobby wants us to stay at the house, but like I said to him, Charlie doesn’t know our good friendship, nor will he know what Belle looks like now. So, she will be safe staying at the club until we can hunt this guy down and hand him over to Bobby,” Ghost explains.
As Ghost finishes explaining, the large metal gates open and the last of the visitors walk out, including Belle. I watch as her hips sway with each step, and the way her rich auburn hair flows behind her in the wind. She squints in the sun, looking at us as she approaches. She comes to a stop in front of me and looks up. She’s not short for a woman, 5 feet 7 inches, maybe 5 foot 8 inches, yet she only hits my chest.
“I’m going to need some of my stuff,” she states.
I nod. “Ghost?” I call out, looking across at him. “What about her stuff?” I ask.
He shrugs. “Depends how much of a crime scene you guys made her place when you shot the guy in the dick. Probably best to go late at night; no lights, no bikes, no cuts,” he orders.
I turn my attention back to her. “You good with having a late night, or do you want us brothers to do it on your behalf? Although, I should warn you, I’m not that great when it comes to fashion,” I say, shrugging.
“I’m fine with going, gives me something to do. Plus, even though I’m technically stuck with you guys for a while, I would still like to look nice,” she points out.
“Okay, well let’s head back because I’m fucking starving,” I say, patting my stomach. I catch her lips twitching, fighting back a smile. “There something you want to say?” I ask her as we walk to the trucks.
“Beast by name, and by nature, huh?” she asks, choking back her own laugh.
“Oh darlin’, you have no fucking idea,” I whisper in her ear, making her stop in her tracks. I laugh and continue walking. “Well, come on!” I call back to her.
“Why the fuck are you all dressed in black, looking like you’re about to go on a diamond heist?” I ask as I walk back into the bar at 1 am to take Belle to get her stuff, along with Hawk, but there is no sign of Hawk, but stood there all in black is Star, Maggie, Dixie, and Josie.
“We are coming with you. We are Fashion Ensemble!” Star yells, pumping her fist in the air. “We fight crimes against fashion, we fight socks with sandals, and we rescue clothes held hostage,” she states in a cinematic voice.
I smirk and shake my head. They are all dressed in skin-tight zip up black cat suits, with stiletto boots. “I feel like I’m at some weird porno audition, and you’re not coming.”
Star huffs and places her hands on her hips. “We are.”
“You’re not,” I counter.
“We are!” she snaps back.
“Does Ghost know?” I ask.
“Maybe,” she answers coyly.
“That’s a no then, and there isn’t any room in the truck for all of you,” I add as I pull out my cell. I take a picture of them all and send it to Ghost. Within seconds, my cell rings.
I put it on speaker. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” Ghost yells down the speaker.
Star crosses her arms over her chest. “Snitch,” she hisses at me.
“In England, we would call him a grass, as in he’s grassed us up,” Josie adds.
“Star!” Ghost yells.
“Look, we are just going to help Belle get her clothes back. With all of us, we will be in and out so much quicker than if it was just her and the guys. Plus, I will wear this when we get home, and you can fuck me in it,” Star says bluntly.
“Jesus, Star,” Maggie groans.
“Fine, but Beast?” Ghost calls out.
“Yeah?” I answer.
“Anything happens to her, I will kill you,” Ghost says before disconnecting.
