over him. It wasn’t what she wanted to do to him, but she needed Lana gone. And she needed to think up a story to tell Raven. He didn’t care for Lana at all. He knew she ratted his cheating ass out.
Sighing, she called Whistler.
“Hey, I need a favor,” she told him when he answered tiredly. “Your sister is on my couch drunk as a skunk and I can’t deal with her. Trick won’t come and get her.” She waited, praying he would come.
“I’m miles away and not coming back tonight. Call True. Maybe he’ll get her, although I doubt it. And she’s your sister too, so deal with her. Gotta go, sweet pea. Love ya.” Whistler hung up on her, too.
What the hell was it? A damn conspiracy to have Lana on her couch? She hit True’s number and got the voicemail. Great. Her couch would be ruined and she’d have a hungover Lana to deal with when she woke. Not accepting defeat, she called Jinx.
“It’s Morgana and you better send somebody, anybody over to my house right now to pick up Lana. Whistler said so! I want her out right now and she’s drunk. Jinx, I’ll put her out on the front lawn if I have to!”
Jinx laughed at her. “Finally, I get a call from you, and you want a favor? What do I get in return?” he asked flirtingly.
At the sound of his voice, her stomach churned. “How about I don’t tell Raven what you just said to me? Really, Jinx, why else would I call you?” Morgana was getting angrier by the moment.
“Because your ol’ man is a fool who doesn’t see what he’s losing? You won’t tell Raven. You’re loyal like that and you don’t stir the pot like most ol’ ladies do. I’ll send Waldo over to get her. Raven is on the road, so let me take you up to Hidden Grove for dinner, Morgana. You looked awfully skinny last time I saw you. Nobody will know, and fuck ‘em if they do. I thought we were friends?” He wasn’t giving up.
“Thanks for the offer. Raven and I haven’t told anyone yet—except family—that … I’m pregnant,” she admitted to him. “So I don’t think he’d be very happy about me riding on your bike or being real friendly with you.” Her voice was frosty cold.
Jinx was silent for a moment. “Raven swore he’d never have kids. You’re bullshitting me. And if you are pregnant, he won’t stay with you. He’s a selfish bastard and has been for a long time. Nobody gets why you’re with him. I bet this is why he’s on the road. Morgana, just think it over. I’m sending Waldo over now. I’ll call you tomorrow. I’ll even ask True if it is okay to take you out.”
Morgana disconnected and looked around her living room, stressed. She sat down on the chaise longue and thought about her life long and hard. Was everyone thinking she was a fool? She felt the burn of shame creep over her face. Damn Raven to hell. Fuck Lana and her issues. She wanted to go to bed and not have to deal with her crazy-ass family. And she didn’t like Waldo, either. What biker had a name like “Waldo” anyway? One that was always missing when he was supposed to be doing something, that’s who.
Her cell rang and it was True. “I was kinda busy, Mor. What’s up?”
True had the raspy sexy voice that some men get after getting laid. Morgana took her time answering. “Well, your sister Lana, the one I’ve disowned, she let off a CD of gunshot sounds in my house, set off my security alarm, and she’s passed out on my couch. I don’t feel well and nobody wants to come and get her.” Her voice rose with each word until she was practically yelling. “Jinx said he was sending Waldo but I have little faith he will come at all.”
“I’ll call Waldo myself. You alright?” Despite acting like he cared, he sounded more amused than anything. “You sound pretty pissed off.”
“Did I leave out that Jinx is going to ask you if he can take me to dinner? True, I want to go back to bed and I don’t want Jinx asking me to dinner. I want Lana out of here.” The doorbell rang. “I
Sighing, she called Whistler.
“Hey, I need a favor,” she told him when he answered tiredly. “Your sister is on my couch drunk as a skunk and I can’t deal with her. Trick won’t come and get her.” She waited, praying he would come.
“I’m miles away and not coming back tonight. Call True. Maybe he’ll get her, although I doubt it. And she’s your sister too, so deal with her. Gotta go, sweet pea. Love ya.” Whistler hung up on her, too.
What the hell was it? A damn conspiracy to have Lana on her couch? She hit True’s number and got the voicemail. Great. Her couch would be ruined and she’d have a hungover Lana to deal with when she woke. Not accepting defeat, she called Jinx.
“It’s Morgana and you better send somebody, anybody over to my house right now to pick up Lana. Whistler said so! I want her out right now and she’s drunk. Jinx, I’ll put her out on the front lawn if I have to!”
Jinx laughed at her. “Finally, I get a call from you, and you want a favor? What do I get in return?” he asked flirtingly.
At the sound of his voice, her stomach churned. “How about I don’t tell Raven what you just said to me? Really, Jinx, why else would I call you?” Morgana was getting angrier by the moment.
“Because your ol’ man is a fool who doesn’t see what he’s losing? You won’t tell Raven. You’re loyal like that and you don’t stir the pot like most ol’ ladies do. I’ll send Waldo over to get her. Raven is on the road, so let me take you up to Hidden Grove for dinner, Morgana. You looked awfully skinny last time I saw you. Nobody will know, and fuck ‘em if they do. I thought we were friends?” He wasn’t giving up.
“Thanks for the offer. Raven and I haven’t told anyone yet—except family—that … I’m pregnant,” she admitted to him. “So I don’t think he’d be very happy about me riding on your bike or being real friendly with you.” Her voice was frosty cold.
Jinx was silent for a moment. “Raven swore he’d never have kids. You’re bullshitting me. And if you are pregnant, he won’t stay with you. He’s a selfish bastard and has been for a long time. Nobody gets why you’re with him. I bet this is why he’s on the road. Morgana, just think it over. I’m sending Waldo over now. I’ll call you tomorrow. I’ll even ask True if it is okay to take you out.”
Morgana disconnected and looked around her living room, stressed. She sat down on the chaise longue and thought about her life long and hard. Was everyone thinking she was a fool? She felt the burn of shame creep over her face. Damn Raven to hell. Fuck Lana and her issues. She wanted to go to bed and not have to deal with her crazy-ass family. And she didn’t like Waldo, either. What biker had a name like “Waldo” anyway? One that was always missing when he was supposed to be doing something, that’s who.
Her cell rang and it was True. “I was kinda busy, Mor. What’s up?”
True had the raspy sexy voice that some men get after getting laid. Morgana took her time answering. “Well, your sister Lana, the one I’ve disowned, she let off a CD of gunshot sounds in my house, set off my security alarm, and she’s passed out on my couch. I don’t feel well and nobody wants to come and get her.” Her voice rose with each word until she was practically yelling. “Jinx said he was sending Waldo but I have little faith he will come at all.”
“I’ll call Waldo myself. You alright?” Despite acting like he cared, he sounded more amused than anything. “You sound pretty pissed off.”
“Did I leave out that Jinx is going to ask you if he can take me to dinner? True, I want to go back to bed and I don’t want Jinx asking me to dinner. I want Lana out of here.” The doorbell rang. “I
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