Reckless Temptations (Tempted #4)(46)

The fucking place was wired with surveillance.

Thanks to me.

Good job, Riggs.

I could probably cut the feed but that would take time and with all this back and forth at the table it seemed like we were stretching these twenty-four hours thin. We still needed to grab the dealers and get Jimmy away from wherever he was keeping Blackie and Reina. And then, there were the guns. The plan was go to Pops and dip into the shipment we were preparing for Wu.

Poor guy, had no idea how hard we were going to fuck him up the ass.

“That leaves the drugs,” Wolf said, and the room grew quiet again.

“I know where we can get the drugs,” I said, breaking the silence and locking eyes with my president. “But if we do this, we might as well sign our own death certificates,” I added, shoving the dildo up the Red Dragons’ ass with my words.

How’s that feel Wu?

“I’d rather sign my own death certificate than either of theirs,” Jack replied.

The words signed to the doctrine, contracting us to fucking kill the truce with the Red Dragons.

A creed of bloodshed.

A creed signed by yours truly.

Love, Riggs.





Chapter Sixteen





“Here, have a shot,” Nikki offered, taking a seat next to me and placing a shot glass in front of me. She’s been drinking and smoking since we arrived at the Dog Pound, taking the fact that we were on lockdown, in stride.

I want to be her when I grow up.

“A couple of these bad boys and I promise you’ll be rapping like Biggie Smalls’, “It was all a dream,”” she winked at me, filling the shot glass.

“She’s not drinking,” Adrianna said, shoving back the glass her sister put in front of me. “She took a vow to stay sober with me,” my sister-in-law added.

“She’s a better sister than me,” Nikki replied, taking back the shot and downing the both of them.

“Yeah, she’s a keeper,” Adrianna said.

I mouthed a “thank you” to Adrianna, and she winked back at me. I don’t know what I would’ve done without her the last two weeks. Since I found out I was pregnant she has been lending me her shoulder, and in true Adrianna form, she’s making me realize I only have one choice.

I want my baby.

She’s restored my faith in myself.

I am going to turn this around.

Because I can.

Because I want to.

Because I’m going to be a mother now and this heart of mine beats for two.

Now, if I could just find the guts to tell Riggs.

I’ve decided I will give him the benefit of the doubt even though he doesn’t deserve it. I will let him know I’m having this child with or without him and he can either step up or step down—either way, I’ve got this.

My mother sighed as she scrubbed down the wooden bar, throwing the rag down in disgust and turning to Grace.

“What do we do?” She asked, causing Grace to raise an eyebrow in response. “Do we just sit here and wait for them to come back? This is all you sister, my husband walked out and never returned but you, you’re the only one experienced in this kind of situation.” She explained.

“Victor wasn’t a biker, I have no idea what they do or what we’re supposed to do,” she replied.

“You used to cook a lot,” Adrianna reminded her.

“Yes, they should have a meal waiting for them,” Grace agreed.

“We’re going to cook for these scoundrels?” Maria huffed and Lacey fixed her with a look.

“Those scoundrels are my family,” she warned.

“What about the girl, and what’s his name…” Grace started.

“Blackie,” Lacey supplied.

“God only knows the last time they ate. We should cook for them,” Grace offered.

“Fine, but try to find something in that refrigerator that isn’t expired,” Maria countered.

“Make a list of what you need and we’ll send a prospect to the supermarket,” Lacey said, looking between the two matriarchs. They may have had two decades on her but it was clear Lacey was the lady of the clubhouse.

The mention of food had my stomach turning, and I excused myself hurrying my ass to the bathroom before I emptied the contents of my stomach on top of the bar my mother had spent two hours scrubbing down.

I don’t know how long I stayed in the bathroom, with my head in the toilet but by the time I was finished all I wanted to do was sleep. Another joy of pregnancy, when I wasn’t throwing up, I was sleeping. I’ll spare you the horrific truth of how a woman’s breasts react to pregnancy.

I threw my hair up in a ponytail and stared at my pale complexion in the mirror. I tried splashing water on my face to hide the fact I looked like I was dying. I’d have to ask Nikki to do something with me because I was a mess.

I made my way out of the bathroom and Adrianna immediately walked up beside me.

“Are you okay?” She whispered.

“I’m fine…but why do they call it morning sickness if it happens all damn day?” I asked through clenched teeth while meeting her worried gaze.

I took in my surroundings and noticed the sternos that lined the bar and the tablecloth draped over the pool table.

“Jesus, what are they doing?”