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Remy (Golden Glades Henchmen MC 4)

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“Sharks, huh? When there are gaters fucking everywhere.”

“I know. Completely illogical. So, now you know more about me, so you don’t need to feel weird. So… chopping cars or dealing… arms?”

“That’s a tough one. I think they were different seasons in the series of my life. Chopping cars was exciting, adrenaline-fueled fun when I was young and reckless. Now, though, I don’t need that adrenaline hit all the time. This is a little calmer. Besides, the old clubhouse blowing up has made it possible for me to have a big yard for the dogs.”

“Wait… you can’t just breeze past something blowing up. This isn’t an action movie.”

“Yeah, thankfully, none of us was in the building at the time. Our friend, West, nearly got caught in it, though.”

“West. That is who Gus, Huck’s sister, is married to.”

“You’re good.”

“Myles and I spent a lot of time on that site,” I admitted. “Not in a creepy way, but in a ‘Is this hot biker guy going to help me or just laugh in my face’ kind of way. I mean, fine. There were moments when we were scouring the pictures and deciding how bangable each of you were on a scale of one to ten. You were all like a five-billion,” I told him, shaking my head. “I mean, how is it possible that you’re all hot? Statistically, that isn’t right.”

“I will pass on the compliments,” Remy said. “I’m the hottest though, right?” he added, wiggling his brows at me.

“I guess that sort of thing is in the eye of the beholder, right? Like Myles was really into Donovan.”

“And you?” Remy asked, head ducking a bit, keeping his gaze on me.

“I, ah… well… you’re more my type. I mean, like I said, you’re all hot. But the Donovan guy seems too fancy for me. And Seeley seems kind of intense. And Alaric, that’s the ex-stripper, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Kind of sounds like he would be very into his body. I mean, not to assume that—“

“No. You’re not wrong. His body was his job. So he’s into his body. Not as much as he used to be, but definitely spends more time at the gym than the rest of us.”

“So, if I’m your number one, who would be in second place?”

“Eddie.”

“What?” Remy asked, brows raising, surprised by my response.

“I mean, the site said he is charming, treats women well, and likes to cook. What’s not to like about that? Oh, and I am charmed by the whole dad-bod thing, as the site called it. Sounds snuggle-able.”

“Snuggle fan, huh?”

“You’re not?”

“Baby, I have six clingy dogs. All of them like a snuggle.”

“Your future wife is going to need to fight to be close to you.”

“I will need a double king-sized bed,” he agreed.

“So… this is bad, right?” I asked after the silence stretched on for too long.

Remy put down the taco he was lifting toward his mouth, then took a slow, deep breath.

“I don’t want to lie to you, hon, it’s not looking great.”

“Should I go to the police? I mean, I could fib, right? I could tell them that the guy just attacked me for no reason. There’s no way the guys will admit that I took their dogs, right? Their illegal dog fighting dogs?”

“It’s… it’s an option,” Remy said, shrugging.

“But not the option you think I should take?”



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