Page 17 of Glacier

She sent me a thumbs-up.

Chuckling, I shook my head and placed my phone back on the desk. She was different from any other woman I’d known.

Lurch cleared his throat, and I lifted my head to find them all staring at me. I rolled my eyes and ignored their knowing smirks. I didn’t need any more of their bullshit today.

“What’s your decision?” I asked, looking at each man in turn.

“I think we should go for it,” Lawless said. “Like Midnight pointed out, we wouldn’t have government officials crawling all over the place if we had something to hide. And the money is fucking good. Too good to pass up.”

“Our guns are stored away from the club and the ranch,” Lurch added. “As for the fights… Jude and the boys will cover the chatter like they usually do. Especially if Abel is scheduled to fight.”

“Do you all agree?” I looked around the room.

They all nodded.

“Okay, I’ll sort the paperwork and speak to Ronnie. Let him know we’re not only ranching but farming now.”

Blue snorted a laugh. “He’s going to fucking love that. Does Ronnie know anything about farming?”

I huffed a laugh. “He’s our ranch manager, so if he doesn’t, he’d better learn pretty damn fast.”

We were interrupted by a knock on the door.

“What?” Mystery barked at Woe as he opened it.

The kid didn’t say anything; just held up a tray piled high with sandwiches. Bunny stood behind him with coffee.

Smothering a smile, I waved them into the office. We always gave the Prospects shit. It was how we weeded the weak from the strong. So far, our three Prospects were doing okay.

“On the desk,” I ordered.

Woe and Bunny placed the trays on the desk and quickly left the office without a word.

“They’re not bad for Prospects,” Steel said, selecting a sandwich before handing the platter to the next brother. As our Chaplain, he had the most interaction with them.

“We’ll see. They’ve still got a few more months to prove themselves,” Bet replied. He gave me a shit-eating grin. “I’m more interested in the woman and kid the Pres allowed into his home.”

I should have kicked the nosy fuckers out of my office after the meeting.

I lifted my glasses to the top of my head so they had the full effect of my glare. “No.”

Lurch chuckled. Lawless smirked. The rest of the brothers looked amused.

“She why you’re in a pissy mood this morning?” Steel asked innocently. “She not give it up, Pres?”

“Oh, that’s not the problem.” Lawless shook his head, his eyes dancing as he ignored the daggers I was shooting his way. “I think our Pres caught feelings, and she blew out of here without a backward glance.”

“Fuck off, Lawless,” I muttered, throwing a balled-up piece of paper at him. “You don’t know shit.”

The rest of the brothers cackled like nosy fucking hens. These were my closest brothers, those who had been there from the start. We didn’t keep anything from each other, so I knew they were curious because I wasn’t divulging any information about my night with Juju.

River took pity on me and changed the subject to the logistics of the upcoming fights. “Got Carnage and North coming in from the Saint’s Outlaws, so it should be a good night earnings-wise.”

“They’re a good draw.” I nodded. “I’ll check with Maverick and see how many are coming.”

“Saves me a job,” Lurch said, standing up. “I’ve got shit to do. I’ll see you later.”

I waved them out as they filed out. “Get the Prospect to collect the trays,” I told Bet, who was the last one out the door.