Battle Hearts (Storm MC Reloaded 3)

I know one other thing after the events of today: we’re leaving for Brisbane in a couple of days. If Zenith has packed up their main place they worked from, they’re not planning on coming back to Melbourne anytime soon.

33

Birdie

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“What do you mean he’s gone?” I ask Hunt when he tells me Maddox isn’t at the clubhouse anymore. I arrived five minutes ago with some books I think Maddox might like to read, but now it appears he’s left. I’m surprised at both the fact he’s not here, as well as how disappointed I feel over that.

“Eloise wanted to go home last night; Winter said yes. So Memphis took them home. That’s all I know.”

“Okay, thanks. Is Winter here?”

“No, he and Ransom have been out for hours. Not sure when they’ll be back.”

I leave him and walk out to my car while pulling Memphis’s number up on my phone.

“Birdie,” he says and I hear the smile in his voice.

“Hey, Memphis. I’ve got a quick question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“What address did you take Maddox to?”

“Fuck, woman, Winter’ll have my balls if I tell you that.”

Shit, he probably will. Not something I want to do to Memphis. “Sorry, yes, you’re right. Forget I asked.”

“Why do you wanna know?”

“Maddox told me he likes to read, so I got him some books. I thought he was cooped up at the clubhouse and it’d give him something to do.”

“You’re a good woman, Birdie. Maybe ask Winter to drop them to him.”

“Yeah, I might. Thanks.”

We end the call and I consider calling Winter to do what Memphis suggested. However, I want to give these to Maddox myself. Goodness knows why, but I want to see him again. I want to see for myself that he’s all right.

Screw it; I’m going to take a chance on my husband understanding what I want to do.

I call him.

“Birdie. You good?” Bugger. He only answers abruptly like this when he’s busy with club stuff.

“Yeah, I’m good, baby. I just wanted to ask you something. Have you got a minute?”

“That’s about all I’ve got. What’s up?”

I take a deep breath. “So I got Maddox some books after he told me likes to read, but Hunt just told me he’s gone home. I wanted to ask you for his address so I can take these books over.”

“Fuck, angel, that’s not a good idea.”

“Why not?”

“Because there’s shit going on with Maddox and Eloise that I don’t want you anywhere near.”

“What kind of shit? Club stuff?”