Anarchist Book 4: (An MC Serial Novel) Book 4 Read Free

you.” She took a seat right next to me and wasn’t shy about crowding my space.
    I wouldn’t say it was the worse experience of my life, but it was close. I don’t remember most of what was said there at that table, but I do recall some kind of negotiation going on between them two.
    I did tune back in when Ginger Lee accused Cindy of holding her pussy for ransom; I think those were her exact words.
    According to her, Cindy had played hard to get to reel me in and she Ginger had come along and given me what I was missing and it was so good that now there’s no way I could ever live without her passion flower. That’s seriously what she calls her pussy.
    I was sincerely hoping that no one at any of the nearby tables could hear what they were talking about.
    Cindy, my little prim and proper lady was no match for Ginger Lee that day, but she held her own. I was the bone they were fighting over and as such had no real say in the matter on the table, or so they both saw it.
    For the first time in my life I was more than happy to let someone else take the reins. Getting mixed up between two women is for a better man than me.
    That’s how I ended up with two women after me. Don’t ask me what the fuck happened there. I think they both thought the other would eventually give in.
    The only hiccup I could see is that the two of them tried to outdo each other, and I paid the fucking price.
    If I did anything special with Ginger Lee today I better be ready for Cindy tomorrow.
    I don’t know how men do this shit, but having two women, especially two who hate like fuck to share, was a pain in my ass.
    After two months I took back the reins, I had to or they would’ve done me the fuck in, and Ginger Lee was the worst of the two. That little filly can crack nuts with the best of them.
    I don’t think though that we would’ve made it this far if all we had going for us was in the bedroom.
    I had genuinely grown to love my little wild child, but I felt bad about what I was doing to Cindy, though she was the one that refused to let go.
    I got something from both of them and was freaked the fuck out in the beginning when I realized I had feelings for both of them.
    I’m an old conventional guy. I never knew that such a thing was possible. I had no blue prints to follow and the town was wizening up to what we had going on.
    Then Law’s family had been murdered and there was a lot of shit going on at the sheriff’s office.
    It was the murder of a good man and his wife and child that had prompted my boy Brandon and me to really look at our boss.
    We’d known since joining the office that he was shady; there had been rumors for years.
    But that was the first time we’d been hit with the realization of how far he would go for the man who had him in his pocket.
    We got together with Law, in secret nightly meetings, and came up with a plan. Law’s mind wasn’t on anything but vengeance back then, but with all the whispers and disgruntlement going around, Brand and I put on our thinking caps.
    I had to put my personal drama aside and help my friend. Like everyone else, I had benefited at one time or another from the kindness of his mother or father.
    Mr. Daniels had always had a sympathetic ear, and his wife was always ready with a cookie and a warm hug when we were kids.
    I’m not sure we’d intended to start our own MC. There wasn’t a chapter in our neck of the woods, but we did have men who rode for the fun of it, and some who were members of clubs in other parts of the state.
    Coming from law enforcement, we knew we were gonna need organization. There were more than enough men by then who wanted to join forces with Law, even though he didn’t have any interest. But I saw the potential for the future and knew we needed this.
    The only stipulation Law made when we brought it to him was that we weren’t to be beholden to anyone else. Meaning we answered to no one, which was easy since there were no other clubs here.
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