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I narrow my eyes at him. “What would I have to share?”
His stare moves from me to Tracer and back again.
Fuck.
Whipping my head to look at our resident techie and security guru, I cross my arms over my chest. “What the fuck, brother? You told him?”
To his credit, a flash of shame flickers in Tracer’s eyes. “Not exactly something I could keep to myself.”
“Care to fill the rest of us in?” Ghost asks.
Crow glances at me. “VP?”
I heave a sigh. “I assume this is all about Wren.”
“The chick you’ve had a hard-on for?” Screamer asks.
“It’s more than a hard-on,” Jackyl adds. “Bro’s a fuckin’ goner.”
“Shut the hell up,” I snap before continuing. “I don’t know why Wren is club business, but yeah, she’s the woman I met at Ballinger’s.”
“She’s club business because she just happened to walk into the picture around the same time as the Wingless Angels MC,” Crow snarls.
“Yeah, so?”
“So, the bitch is unhinged,” Crow says. “And I’m?—”
I’m out of my chair and landing a blow to his face in a split second. My knuckles burn at the contact, but I welcome the sensation.
“She’s not a bitch,” I growl.
Crow levels his eyes on line as he wiggles his jaw back and forth. “I’m gonna give you a pass for that punch since I saw the writing on the wall when it comes to Wren as soon as I learned of her existence. But hit me again, and you’re gone. Got it?”
“That’s a good deal if I’ve ever heard one,” Fudge comments.
He’s right, it is. I know I shouldn’t have let my anger get the better of me, but when it comes to Wren, I’m not exactly operating on all cylinders. She’s got me twisted in knots.
Finally, I nod as I clench my hands into fists. “Sorry, man. It’s just…”
“Seriously?” Python barks. “First Crow, and now you?”
“What?” I demand.
“Don’t get me wrong, Addi’s great, but if you’re all gonna start falling like dominos, I might have to get out,” Python explains. “No need to get caught up in that trend.”
“Jesus, I’m not making Wren my old lady,” I grumble.
“Journey, you just punched Crow for calling her a bitch,” Poker states matter-of-factly. “You can deny it all you want, but you’ve claimed her.”
I think about his statement for a moment and realize he’s not wrong. When I left Wren’s house this morning, I told her I wasn’t giving up. And I’m not. So, yeah, I guess that makes her mine and mine alone.
“Consider her claimed,” I say. “She’s not a threat to the club, and now she’s one of us, so if any of you have a fucking problem with that, see me after church, and we’ll sort it out.”
“As sweet as that is,” Crow begins. “I’m not convinced that she’s not a threat.”
“I get that her showing up at the same time as Wingless Angels might not be a coincidence,” Ghost begins. “But I can’t get past the ‘unhinged’ comment. What the hell does that mean?”
Again, Crow stares at me as if waiting for me to fill in the blanks.
