Riding the Line (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 2)

“I need to meet Meg,” Reva moaned. “King seems like a major badass, but when it comes to Meg, it’s like he toes the line with her.”

“They toe the line for each other. We all talk like Meg wears the pants, but in the end, they’re pretty damn equal.” Greta hitched her thumb to the clubhouse. “For every five crazy things Meg does, King goes and buys a new motorcycle or some toy with an engine.”

“We better get over to the clubhouse. I think we might have pushed King a little too far.” Hero pressed a kiss to Reva’s head. “You’re okay here, right?”

She nodded. “Yes, and I know you have the cameras hooked up to your phone. I just have to wait for Bixby, Grunt, and Elvis’ owners to get here.” She rolled her eyes and grabbed Bixby from Easy. “It’s also slightly creepy that you’re watching me, but I know it won’t last forever.”

I cleared my throat. “Yeah, I’m sure as soon as the craziness is over, Hero will disconnect all of the cameras.” And then Hell would freeze over.

There was one thing Reva, and well, anyone who ended up with a Devil’s Knight, needed to know. We protected what’s ours with our dying breath. Whether it be having them close by or using things to keep them safe, we would do it. The cameras were never going to come down at Hair of the Dog.

Before we could even walk out the front door, each of the dog’s owners were parking to pick up their pets.

“Well,” Reva laughed, “I guess I can lock up and head over to the clubhouse with you now.”

She made fast work of shutting down the shop, and then we were all headed back to the clubhouse.

Indiana walked next to me and smiled. “So, on a scale of one to ten, how mad were you when you found out Greta and I made a break for it?”

“Seventeen,” Hero called.

I rolled my eyes. “Honestly?”

She nodded.

“Ten.”

Her laugh floated around me.

We reached the edge of the parking lot, and I grabbed her hand as we crossed the road.

“I was with Easy. I figured that would make things a little better,” she tried to reason.

“I guess. If it had been Zig or Zag, though, it wouldn’t have mattered,” I grumbled.

“I still don’t get how you’re the youngest out of the three of you guys and you’re the one who actually acts like an adult,” Easy laughed.

“Probably because I saw all of the trouble they got into and didn’t need to do any of that.”

“Barbie Jeep!” Greta called. “You got into your own kind of trouble, Braxton.”

“Braxton,” Indiana gasped.

“Oh, damn,” Greta laughed. “I just let your badass biker secret out.”

I turned and flipped her off. “It’s a better name than Greta.”

She wrinkled her nose. “It’s a classic.”

“That’s the truth,” Easy laughed. He spun around and pointed at Greta. “Don’t even think about saying my name,” he warned.

“I won’t. You’re not crushing on Reva or Indy. No need to spill your secret.”

We made it to the clubhouse and headed straight to church after we left the girls in the common room.

King, Rigid, and Dad were sitting in their usual spots, but Marco was also there. I knew King would get the ball rolling fast for Royal.

But there was one person sitting next to Marco I didn’t expect to be there.