I trace the patches at the bottom of my vest. “Will this cause problems?”
“If anyone has an issue send them to me,” he answers in his no-bullshit way.
Chapter Forty-Nine
Z
Sway’s welcome home party rages on into the night. Bastard’s gonna end up right back in the hospital.
Stella returned. Put on a show for the whole club. Priest seemed less than impressed by the spectacle. Lilly and I snuck off in the chapel again.
Somehow after that, I lost track of Sway.
I’m eager to go over a few things with him so I can go to bed.
“Hey.” I tug Lilly closer. “I’m gonna go look for Sway. Want to make sure he’s all right and set up a time for us to sit down tomorrow. You okay here?”
She’s in the lounge away from the loudest part of the party, surrounded by Hope, Trinity, Charlotte, Heidi, Valentina, Mallory, and a few other women whose names I can’t remember.
“I’ll be fine. Do what you need to do. I’ll be here.”
Normally, I wouldn’t go anywhere near the upstairs suite he considers his private quarters. It’s too personal and hell only knows what the fuck I might walk in on.
Even with that in my head, I’m not prepared for the sight in front of me when I push open the door to Sway’s private lounge. A couple couches and chairs normally face a big screen television bolted to the wall.
It’s where I always assumed he had his “private screenings” of Stella’s films.
Or, apparently, makes his own films.
A wave of sweat and musk scented heat blasts me in the face as I open the door.
My gaze shoots to the couch to my right.
Sway, shirt off, leather cut on, jeans around his ankles with a bare-assed Stella bucking her way to happiness in his lap.
At least she’s finally making the biker porn she’s been itching to do since I met her. It had really pissed her off that I kept saying no to filming us.
Watching the two of them together, I feel absolutely nothing.
Well, maybe some mild disgust and great relief.
I’m not terribly shocked to find them fucking. I always assumed they had some sort of relationship that crossed the boundaries of purely business.
A gasp of pleasure from my left calls my attention to a scene I absolutely never expected to see.
The couch directly across from Sway and Stella is also occupied.
A naked and looking-damn-fine-for-her-age Tawny spread out. Stella’s porn star friend, Garrett, with his head buried between Tawny’s thighs.
Well, how about that?
Nothing like a bullet to the head to help a couple reunite. Love and near death really can unite a couple doing their favorite hobbies—fucking other people—together.
Sadly, Tawny and Garrett seem to be enjoying themselves a heck of a lot more than Stella and Sway. Maybe the bullet to the head has thrown Sway off his game.
Don’t care. Not my business. Don’t wanna know. Wish I’d never intruded on this special moment.
Unfortunately, I don’t move fast enough. Stella turns and rakes her gaze over me. Her lips curl into a seductive smirk as she slips on her porn star game face. She closes her eyes and tosses her head back, really getting into the role.
If she’s trying to make me jealous, it’s not working. Still don’t feel a damn thing, except the urge to flee. Maybe bleach my eyes.
Slowly, I back out the door and quietly close it behind me.
Their lusty moans filter through the door and I hurry downstairs.
“What’s wrong, brother?” Murphy asks.
“Whatever you do, don’t go upstairs.”
He cocks his head and crosses his arms over his chest. “Wasn’t planning to. Why? What’s going on?”
“Nothing your tender mind should be exposed to.”
He scowls.
Do I want to blurt it all out to Murphy? Kinda.
But it’s private. Sway and Tawny got so much shit to work out. If that’s how they decided to hold their marriage together, gossiping about it feels wrong.
Instead, I find Lilly. Will we get tired of each other? Will our love turn to hate and then twist back into something else? Will one of us have to almost die before we fix things?
I really fucking hope not.
She laughs at something Hope says and turns to find me watching her. She holds out her hand and beckons me closer.
“Hey.” Her voice is raw and jagged from talking so much with so many people this weekend. From being the perfect old lady. I know not all of this makes sense to her yet, but I couldn’t have asked for a better woman by my side.
“Did you find him?” she asks, standing and putting her arms around me.
A flash of disgust must cross my face because she tilts her head. “Everything okay?”
“No, I’m disturbed as fuck.” If there’s one person I can share this with, it’s Lilly. “I found Sway and Stella—”
She gasps and slaps her hand over her mouth. “Tawny came with him.”
“Oh, she and Garrett are up there too.”
“Really?” Her eyes widen in disbelief. “Are Sway and Garrett—”
“No, fuck no.” Christ, it never occurred to me I could’ve walked in on that. “They’ve swapped partners. Not lost their minds.”
She snickers, then laughs uncontrollably. “Aw, that’s kind of sweet at their age. Trying new things.”
I grab her around the waist. “Don’t. Get. Any. Ideas.”
She cups my cock. “I won’t and I already told you what will happen if you ever cheat on me.”
“Technically, I don’t think it’s cheating if they’re doing it right in front of each other.”
She squeezes me a little harder. “I’m serious.”
I close my eyes and thrust against her hand. “Keep going, Siren. It gets me really hard when you threaten me for some reason.”
“Everything gets you hard.”
Grinning at her, I take her hand off my dick and kiss the back of it. “I’d rather have a bad day with you than a good day with someone else. I’d rather sleep outside in a fucking blizzard than sleep in a warm bed next to anyone else. I’d rather make it through hard times together than live the good life by myself.”
“Angus Frazier, are you trying to make me cry?”
“Never.”
“Thank you,” she whispers. “For seeing all my flaws, forgiving me, knowing my mistakes, and still loving me anyway.”
“Nothing flawed about you.”
Chapter Fifty
Z
“How’s it
going with Sway back?” Rock asks over the phone.
“Haven’t seen him since the party, honestly.” I expected Sway to want to take over immediately, but I don’t think he’s back to half the energy he had before the shooting. Plus, I think Priest made it clear Sway shouldn’t expect to lead the club any time soon.
“I know you must have a million things to do, but would you mind coming up and talking to Jasper? His crew is working on the new clubhouse.”
“Yeah, I can definitely do that. When?”
“This afternoon.”
Fuck that’s short notice, but after all the shit Rock’s done for me, I’d never say no. “All right. I’ll stop into Crystal Ball and see if Dex needs anything while I’m there.”
“Appreciate it.”
Since it’s upstate’s business, I don’t bother asking if anyone wants to ride up with me. It feels good to take a solo trip. With all the new responsibilities, it’s been a while.
“Z! How’ve you been?” Jasper calls when he sees me. “When are you finishing your house?”
“Don’t know, brother. Things are up in the air.”
“Bummer. We just finished Murphy’s place. Figured you were next. He’s planning to do the finish stuff himself.”
Shit, I promised I’d help Murphy with some of the finish work.
“So, what’s going on?”
“I need another permit. They’re busting my balls downtown and I’m afraid they won’t give it to me.”
Christ, the last thing I feel like doing is dealing with downtown traffic. But I’ve handled this shit before for our different business ventures. He gives me the information and I call Rock to let him know.
“Fuck. I thought that was all sorted. You can leave it. I’ll handle it another day.”
“No, sounds like Jasper needs it now, brother. I’m already halfway there.”
“Thanks, Z.”
Even with my bike, which I can usually fit anywhere, I end up parking far from the County office building. I don’t mind the walk. I’ve missed Empire. Not much, but I did have some good times here when I was younger.