Chapter 11

Queenie

Sitting here holding this precious little girl in my arms is priceless. It feels almost like yesterday I was holding Trigger like this.

I can’t help but be amazed by Greer after everything she’s gone through. I always thought my childhood was fucked up with alcoholics for parents who forgot to feed me more times than they did provide me with food. Or the times, they would beat the shit out of me for asking for the simplest things.

Looking up at Greer as she uses Spook to hold up her weight reminds me of a time when I leaned on Rudy for the slightest bit of comfort. I don’t even think she realizes what she’s doing.

From what I was told by Rudy and Trigger, Greer’s only close to a few men in the Devils, so for her to be this relaxed with Spook is saying a lot.

I nudge Rudy with my elbow and he leans forward. I nod towards Spook and Greer. “Who does that remind you of?”

Rudy takes in his brother and his daughter and sighs. “Fuck. It’s us twenty plus years ago.”

“Exactly what I was thinking and I bet you they don’t even realize it.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Spook hasn’t been interested in any woman since Randie and Greer isn’t very touchy feely unless it’s towards Ryland. She hugs some of the brothers, but briefly.”

“You remember the first time I asked you to spank me and you thought I was joking?” He nods. “Remember how it set me off because you thought my need was a joke?” He nods again. “You better make sure he knows not to take her request lightly, because I have a feeling that sooner rather than later, she’s going to be coming for him to provide it.”

“He knows about her need. He’s the one that got Trigger to back off. I don’t see him having an issue with it. Greer has a way about her and she doesn’t even know it. Some of these men are putty when faced with her.”

As I glance back at Greer and Spook, Spook’s watching me with Ryland as he takes his hands from Greer’s shoulders and wraps them tightly around her waist. Greer doesn’t even budge.

I give Spook a sly smile and he raises his eyebrows. I catch movement to my left and look to see Trigger fidgeting in his seat.

I lean to the side. “Trigger.” I whisper. “What the fuck is your malfunction?”

He grunts and nods towards his sister and Spook.

“What about it? They’re both adults.”

“I don’t know. I just don’t like it.” He pouts.

I study him for a minute and it hits me. “You’re jealous because Spook’s gotten closer to Greer than you have.”

He shakes his head no, but replies, “yes.”

I can’t help but giggle at my son. “Give it time.” He just nods.

Opening my mouth to give my son more shit, there’s a loud bang coming from the main room that has most of the men standing at attention and grabbing for their guns.

A few seconds later, Professor comes in out of breath.

The men relax a little and Rudy gives Professor a stern look. “Where’s the fire, Prof?”

Professor moves towards Greer who tenses up, which in turn puts Spook on guard and he slips in front of her.

Professor bows his head. “Sorry, Greer, but I need you to come to the kitchen with me. There are some things I need you to see and tell me what I can let the clubs know.”

Greer steps out from behind Spook and nods. Before she’s completely out of Spook’s reach, he grabs her wrist.

“You want me to come, Princess.” He asks softly.

Again, she just nods and puts her hand in his. Greer glances towards me and I nod letting her know that I got Ryland and she doesn’t need to worry.

***

Spook

I’m uncomfortably sitting at the kitchen table watching the images of Greer and random man after random man on the screen. I don’t know how she’s sitting her taking everything in so casually.

Professor and Einstein are sitting across from us waiting not so patiently for Greer to speak.

The latest kiddie porn has ended and at the end is a name and number.

Pretty Pinks, Mauve, 555-626-1338

Greer closes the laptop and slowly gets out of the chair. She looks to Professor and Einstein nods and then holds her hand out for me to take.

Standing at full height and towering over her, I look into her emotionless eyes. “You okay, Princess?” She nods. “Who’s Mauve?”

She shakes her head probably to settle her amped thoughts. “She’s the one Randie went to trying to get information about Dimitri. She’s the President of the Pretty Pinks MC.” She turns and begins to drag me out of the kitchen and down the hall. “I need to talk to Poison.”

“Whatever you need, Princess.”

Greer stands in front of Poison and whispers. “I need you to call Mauve. She’s the one who left the package. I know you don’t want her involved with your club life, but Randie got her involved. We need to know what she knows.”

Poison shakes his head and rubs his face with his hand. “Shit, Gee. Alright.” Poison turns to Brute and taps on the table to get his attention. “Pres, my sister’s the one who left the package.” He raises his hands to stop Brute. “She’s the President of the Pretty Pinks. Randie apparently tried to sabotage Greer by going to them thinking they would assist her in getting information about Dimitri, but it backfired and Mauve paid Greer a visit at work.”

“Why would she just leave the package and not deliver it personally? I didn’t even know you had a sister, better yet that she had her own MC.” Brute growls.

“Long story short, she’s my adopted sister. We’re tight but I wanted to keep my club life separate from her life. She’s not just an MC Pres, she’s also a lawyer.”

Brute looks astonished with this new information. “Then, I think it’s wise to get her here. It’s odd that we receive a package from her and a call from Dimitri in the same day.”

Poison nods and leaves the room.

I feel a slight tug on my hand and look to the small fingers curved around my larger ones. I look to Greer and the look in her eyes is terrifying. They’re empty. Greer’s just lost the battle with her emotions.

I pull her to me and tuck her face into my chest. She wraps her slender arms around my waist and squeezes. I bury my face into her hair and whisper. “It’s going to be okay, Princess. We’re all here for you and Ryland. This will get sorted.”

She pulls back and looks to me. Tears are sitting on her eyelashes waiting to be released. “I can’t deal with this, Spook. I’m about to combust. I’m not strong enough.” She whimpers.

She’s breaking me little by little. I tug her back into me. “Do you need a breather? Want to take a walk outside?” I feel her head move up and down on the side of my face. “Okay.” I glance up to catch Rudy and Queenie staring at us. I nod to them and they reciprocate. “We’re going to step out for a bit. Greer needs a moment to breath.”