it?”
Jack could almost feel the steam coming from him. He knew those dirty fuckers and had an inkling of what was on that tape. “No. I’ll watch it when I get there.”
“We called Kahuna, and he says he wants to know what’s going on including what’s on that tape.”
“Fine. I’ll meet you at the club house.” Jack wanted nothing more than to bust into The Reapers camp and start fucking shit up. That would start a war that would get a lot of people killed, and even he knew they wouldn’t have her somewhere as easy as their club house.
He donned his jacket and took off on his bike hoping the ride would slow the throbbing pulse that was ready to kill for the woman who dug her way under his skin. There were so many things he wanted to say and do to her and for her that he hadn’t done. Whatever was between them needed to be handled better than he was doing it, that was for sure. First things first, he had to make sure that Natalie was alive, remained alive, and not shipped away to wherever those goons put people they wanted taken care of. Thinking of his sweet sexy Natalie in their hands was making him see red. If he wasn’t careful, he wouldn’t be able to make it to the club house.
Using a litany of calming phrases, Jack was able to calm himself enough to get to the club, but the look on Kahuna’s face when he got there told him a few things like… he’d already watched the tape, he was concerned about how this was going to go down, and he wanted some answers.
“Let me see the tape,” Jack said, knowing Kahuna wanted his pound of flesh, but he just wanted to make sure Natalie was alright.
“Didn’t you tell me that you and the flower shop girl weren’t a thing?”
“We weren’t… until we were. I didn’t know I had to report who I was fucking to you, prez.”
“I’ve never been concerned on where you dip your dick, Stormy, but I need to know what we’re working with. When I asked about the flower shop and why she got so much protection, you didn’t give me much information so I looked into her shop. It’s pristine. There’s nothing going on there, and I took off a lot of the detail. If I was told that she was your girl and that was the reason you’re fucking up when it comes to your job, we would have done a better job protecting her.”
“Great. It’s my fault. I accept that. Now I’d like to see the tape.”
“There isn’t anything on there that’s going to do more than royally piss you off. In a nut shell, they have Natalie, and they are doing what they want with her.”
The rage that Jack felt consumed him, and he needed an outlet immediately. The calm exterior was cracking as the heat of fury bubbled inside him. Concrete walls bore the anger well and did much better than his knuckles did.
“Come on, Storm. That’s not going to get your girl back.” Kahuna was right about that, but he didn’t know how else to get this angry energy out of him so he could think.
“Who says she’s my girl?” Jack snapped back at him.
“If she wasn’t, then you’re getting mad about a half ass porno with a shitty ending, but I don’t think that’s the case. You’re going to have to come out with the truth if we are going to find the girl and crack some heads.” Kahuna was right even though Jack was apparently not done trying to cover his tracks, but the whole damn thing was exposed, and there was nothing he could do about it.
The pain in his hands and the words of Kahuna brought a bit of sanity back to him, and for that he was grateful. The prez was talking to him, and he couldn’t even concentrate enough to listen, but the only way to do this was to focus.
“We are going to have to work together. After I watched the tape, I put a few feelers out there to see what’s going on with the Reapers… if anyone is making any noise about anything.”
“I’d love to know what you’ve found out. I can
Jack could almost feel the steam coming from him. He knew those dirty fuckers and had an inkling of what was on that tape. “No. I’ll watch it when I get there.”
“We called Kahuna, and he says he wants to know what’s going on including what’s on that tape.”
“Fine. I’ll meet you at the club house.” Jack wanted nothing more than to bust into The Reapers camp and start fucking shit up. That would start a war that would get a lot of people killed, and even he knew they wouldn’t have her somewhere as easy as their club house.
He donned his jacket and took off on his bike hoping the ride would slow the throbbing pulse that was ready to kill for the woman who dug her way under his skin. There were so many things he wanted to say and do to her and for her that he hadn’t done. Whatever was between them needed to be handled better than he was doing it, that was for sure. First things first, he had to make sure that Natalie was alive, remained alive, and not shipped away to wherever those goons put people they wanted taken care of. Thinking of his sweet sexy Natalie in their hands was making him see red. If he wasn’t careful, he wouldn’t be able to make it to the club house.
Using a litany of calming phrases, Jack was able to calm himself enough to get to the club, but the look on Kahuna’s face when he got there told him a few things like… he’d already watched the tape, he was concerned about how this was going to go down, and he wanted some answers.
“Let me see the tape,” Jack said, knowing Kahuna wanted his pound of flesh, but he just wanted to make sure Natalie was alright.
“Didn’t you tell me that you and the flower shop girl weren’t a thing?”
“We weren’t… until we were. I didn’t know I had to report who I was fucking to you, prez.”
“I’ve never been concerned on where you dip your dick, Stormy, but I need to know what we’re working with. When I asked about the flower shop and why she got so much protection, you didn’t give me much information so I looked into her shop. It’s pristine. There’s nothing going on there, and I took off a lot of the detail. If I was told that she was your girl and that was the reason you’re fucking up when it comes to your job, we would have done a better job protecting her.”
“Great. It’s my fault. I accept that. Now I’d like to see the tape.”
“There isn’t anything on there that’s going to do more than royally piss you off. In a nut shell, they have Natalie, and they are doing what they want with her.”
The rage that Jack felt consumed him, and he needed an outlet immediately. The calm exterior was cracking as the heat of fury bubbled inside him. Concrete walls bore the anger well and did much better than his knuckles did.
“Come on, Storm. That’s not going to get your girl back.” Kahuna was right about that, but he didn’t know how else to get this angry energy out of him so he could think.
“Who says she’s my girl?” Jack snapped back at him.
“If she wasn’t, then you’re getting mad about a half ass porno with a shitty ending, but I don’t think that’s the case. You’re going to have to come out with the truth if we are going to find the girl and crack some heads.” Kahuna was right even though Jack was apparently not done trying to cover his tracks, but the whole damn thing was exposed, and there was nothing he could do about it.
The pain in his hands and the words of Kahuna brought a bit of sanity back to him, and for that he was grateful. The prez was talking to him, and he couldn’t even concentrate enough to listen, but the only way to do this was to focus.
“We are going to have to work together. After I watched the tape, I put a few feelers out there to see what’s going on with the Reapers… if anyone is making any noise about anything.”
“I’d love to know what you’ve found out. I can
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