Page 45 of Havoc


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The tip of my joint glowed orange against the peppered sky, then it blurred as I let the smoke free. I wished pot would do more for my head. It used to, but it wasn’t enough anymore. I needed a woman to settle the chaos up there. The right kind of woman, I thought as I discarded the idea of calling Kelly. She’d pissed me off, anyway. We hadn’t come here together, and she needed to remember that. I belonged to no one. Besides, I couldn’t imagine her riding behind me on my bike.

Kenna’s behavior popped in my head, and I was instantly turned on. She was scrappy and had a wild streak that I liked. Sex with her was what I craved. As much as I hated to admit it, she was right. I’d been using other woman to fill the need when she wasn’t around. She drove me to a point where I broke, then I let loose with her.

In the heat of the night, I peeled my shoulders off the cushion and readjusted to a comfier position. It had to be at least a hundred degrees. The queen-sized cushion built into the roof was what sold me on this particular RV. I only wished it had some kind of cooling mechanism. I’d ditched my cut and shirt earlier when I climbed up there in just my jeans. The cool shower I had taken was already a distant memory.

The party was still going strong. Most had migrated over to the main firepit. I could hear the drunken chatter and the beat of the music. The smell of sex, sweat, and booze was thick in the night air.

“Hey.” Kenna’s voice found me. She had stepped out of Morgan’s trailer, and I could see she wore a scrap of white silk and ankle boots. She held a phone to her ear. “Where are you now?” I glanced at my wrist but remembered I was in MC mode. I never wore my watch when I was in this persona. I sat up and pulled out my phone. It was nearly two in the morning. I wondered who the hell she was talking to.

“You’re breaking up. You’re where?” She ran a hand through her hair, and I swung my legs over the edge and watched her. She opened a cooler and pulled out a bottle of water. She downed about half of it then held the bottle to her forehead, no doubt for the bit of relief it offered. “No, please don’t.” She shook her head as if the person stood in front of her. “Dad doesn’t need to know.”

“Whooo!” a guy shouted, and it drew her attention for a moment as he stumbled around with his hand on his fly. She turned her back as the guy wandered off looking for a place to relieve himself.

“Wait. He did what?” She moved the bottle to her neck and down her chest as she grew frustrated. “Of course, Dad took his side.” She covered her forehead with her hand and sighed. “It would’ve been nice if maybe he asked me what happened instead of believing someone who isn’t even family.” I guessed she referred to the situation with Sasha.

“No, Mom, I’m fine. Grim’s security was there.”

“Hey,” Jesse had climbed up and plunked down next to me, “got a second?”

“Mm,” I answered and nodded at Kenna, “just watchin’.” Jesse smirked but hid it with his hand as I raised a brow at him. I went back to my joint.

“I was just talking to my guys.” Jesse lowered his voice. “Sonny called everyone he knows.”

“I figured as much. He loved Matt like a brother.” I couldn’t believe Kenna was connected to this shit storm.

“Grim,” Jesse’s tone made me look at him, “Tony Farrell is on his way to Vegas.” I frowned as I felt that bomb drop. The Fentanyl Father dared come to my city.I don’t think so.

“I see.”

“Sonny called him. I know you guys have some bad blood.”

“That’s an understatement.”

“True, but maybe we just let him come, poke around, then send him off in a different direction.”

“If I don’t react to his visit, he’ll get more suspicious.” I closed my eyes and took a moment to calm my nerves. We were being hit from multiple directions, and we needed to stay level and play our parts well.

“Hey,” Jesse pointed, “check it out. He must have got by me when I opened the door.”

Leal slowly moved toward Kenna where she sat on the trailer steps.

“Fucking desert,” Kenna cursed at her phone, and she shook it. The call must have dropped. When she spotted Leal, her shoulders went back. “You still on duty?” She huffed out an unsure breath as he came a few steps closer. “Well, you’ll be happy to know there’s no one to cock block, thanks to your boss and his oh-so-fabulous timing.” I grinned at her words and wondered what was going through Leal’s head.

“Should I go get him?” Jesse eyed me.

“No.” I wanted to see what he was up to. He sat a few feet away and simply watched her. His ears twitched as if hyper-tuned to the party.

“You watch me like he does,” Kenna huffed and sipped her water, “and just like him, I’ve no idea what you’re thinking.” She chuckled. “I bet those handsome ears of yours hear a lot back at the hotel. I bet you could answer some questions for me.” She wiped her hand on her hip.

“She’s asking for trouble wearing that out there,” Jesse mused at me then chuckled to himself when I didn’t take his bait. “Well, I’m going to go find me someone to play with.” He lifted his beer in a salute. “Night.”

“Mm,” I answered. I took a last puff then eased myself over to the ladder and slid to the ground without a sound. Leal looked over at me, but I was hidden from him in the darkness.

“What do you see, Leal?” Kenna sounded nervous, and she slowly pushed off the step. She looked relieved when I stepped into the light. She crossed her arms, and I could see our earlier conversation was still in the front of her mind.

“You think it’s smart being out here in that?” I pointed to the scrap of silk that barely covered her ass.

“I could ask you the same thing.” She nodded at my bare chest.

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