Wolf (Evil Dead MC 4)
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“I don’t know. If Natalie comes, I’ll need a sitter for TJ, Melissa and Brayden. And Mary will need someone to watch Billy.”
“How about Mary’s mother?”
“Mama Wu?” Angel frowned, thinking. “The kids do love her. Maybe she’ll do it.”
“Good. It’s all set.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You’re forgetting one important roadblock. The guys will kill us.”
“They won’t be here. They don’t ever have to know.”
“I can’t lie.”
“Okay, fine. We just won’t tell them until we get there.”
“I don’t know, Shannon.”
“Don’t you want to cheer up Crystal for her birthday?”
“Yes, of course. Okay, fine. But what if she says no?”
Shannon bit her lip, thinking. “She’ll probably use work as an excuse. So…we’ll just have to circumvent that.”
“How?”
“We’ll call her boss first and talk him into letting her have the weekend off.”
Angel grinned. “You are so devious.”
“Not devious. Just good at removing roadblocks.”
“Um hmm. What about that big two-hundred pound roadblock you call a husband? What are you going to do when he flips his freaking lid over this?”
“You know what they say. Better to apologize later, than ask permission first.”
“Oh, is that what they say?” Angel grinned, but still looked unconvinced.
Shannon pouted. “Come on. You know they’ll never let us go. We have to just do it and beg for mercy later. Where’s your sense of adventure?”
“It’s overshadowed by my sense of self-preservation. And by the way, mercy isn’t going to be high on those boys’ lists when they get a hold of us.”
“Come on. Those boys live for adventure. We deserve a little ourselves. And hey, it might shake things up a bit. Nothing like really good make-up sex. Am I right?”
“Make-up sex is pretty good.” Angel bit her lip, considering. “Of course we might get our asses spanked first.”
“Win-win,” Shannon gave her a look that said it was a no-brainer.
Angel rolled her eyes. “Okay, I’m in.”
Shannon held her hand up for a high five, and Angel smacked her hand, then she reached for her phone. “What’s the name of the tattoo place?”
Angel thought a moment, biting her lip again. “Umm.”
Shannon’s shoulders dropped. “Please tell me you remember.”
“I’m thinking. I know he’s some big-shot famous guy.”
“Famous?”