Wonderfully Wrecked (Reckless Bastards MC 4)

It was the kind of kiss that would have led to a lot of dirty things if we had the time. Which we didn’t. Dammit.

“Go. We have to deal with this.”

Lasso pressed his forehead to mine and groaned. “I know. I wish I could keep you up here until this was over.”

“And I wish I’d never brought this to your door.” If he ended up hurt because of me, how could I forgive myself? How would our child forgive me?

“I wish you never knew guys like Genesis existed.” It was sincere and heartfelt, proving once again that Lasso really was one of the good ones.

“I’m glad you showed me there are a few good ones still out there.”

His grin turned playful. “And lucky you, all this is yours.”

For now. “Make it snappy and maybe I’ll give you road head.”

“Damn wife, you should have led with that,” he smirked, whistling cheerfully as he carried the dishes into the kitchen. I sat there for a minute, just watching him move. Lasso was a real man, not just big and strong but capable and kind. He would make a good husband and dad. For some other woman.

I would do everything I could to get us out of this.

That meant I needed to get off my pregnant ass and get my shit together. I had things to order, phone calls to make and a very nice gourmet kitchen to clean.

Seventy minutes later we were on the road, driving through rural Idaho, which was basically all of Idaho, literally under the cover of darkness.

“What are you doing over there?” he asked after we had a bunch of miles behind us.

“I’m sketching out a map of LA by territory. It would be reckless to have gangs going into other gang territory to raid a stash house when they likely have one in their own territory.”

He snickered. “Looking out for the gangbangers of greater Los Angeles?”

“No, the innocent people those assholes are likely to shoot because they don’t practice.”

Things couldn’t have changed that much but doing this on the fly meant they were all best guesses.

“Now, keep quiet while I make some calls.”

It took longer than I thought, which was a miscalculation on my part. Convincing my contacts I wasn’t running a scam had taken some time. But they were all intrigued and I could hear the glee they couldn’t hide, and that’s how I knew this plan would work.

“That was some skilled negotiations.”

Lasso sounded impressed and I was pretty sure there was pride shining in his eyes when he smiled over at me.

“Do you think they bought it?”

“Not fully, but they’ll send some guys low on the totem pole to scope it out and then they’ll strike. If what your friend Cross says is true, that he’s sending guys in waves, the houses will be unprotected or at least with a smaller crew.”

I hated that I still knew this shit but being zoned out on pills and pot hadn’t diminished my ability to absorb info.

“So now we wait?”

“Now we drive to your hangar, sleep, eat and prepare.”

It had to stop, and I had to figure out a way to make it happen before anyone else got hurt.

Chapter 18

Lasso

It took us two days to make the drive because I wanted to stick to the road at night and because I couldn’t let Rocky sleep in the car, not after all the work she’d done to set things in motion. It was unbelievable really, the way her mind worked. She could’ve been an evil genius in her own right if she had the temperament for the outlaw life.