King(52)

“Who stopped by?” Jewell asked curiously.

“No one important.” She had never shared any of her past with any of the women of The Last Riders, even though the men all knew because they had been her support and crutch when it had all happened.

Knowing better than to push for answers Evie wasn’t going to give, they all filed inside her new home.

“So, what’s first?” Raci stared around the empty room.

“The first thing is the furniture store. Want to go with me?”

Raci, Jewell and Ember all agreed to go while the men were going to head back to the clubhouse.

“You going to come by tonight?” Train slung an arm around her shoulder.

“Not tonight. I’m tired from the trip and want to get unpacked,” Evie replied evasively, moving away slightly. Train’s frown had her smiling. “I’ll be there for work bright and early tomorrow, though, so don’t worry.”

“It wasn’t work I was thinking about. I’ve missed having you around.” Evie smiled at him; that was quite an admission from Train.

“I missed you guys, too,” Evie admitted.

“If we’re going to get this house furnished, we need to get to the store,” Raci reminded her.

“I’m coming.” Beth had dropped Evie’s car off for her yesterday and had left the keys on the kitchen counter. Picking them up, Evie grinned at her friends.

“Let’s go spend some money,” the women yelled while the men groaned as everyone trailed out of the house.

Shade was the last one out the door and waited for her to lock it. “Brooke cause any problems?”

“Same old Brooke. What can I say? Shade, she’s really sick. I can’t believe she’s my sister.”

“She’s not sick; she’s an evil bitch. I wish I had known who she was married to; I would have talked Lucky out of letting Merrick take over for him.”

“It’s too late now. We’ll just have to deal with her.”

Shade turned to walk back to his bike, but Evie grabbed his arm. “Shade, she’s still fixated on you. Watch out. I’m worried with Lily being around her so often.”

Shade’s face darkened. “I didn’t want to talk to Lily about Brooke until I spoke with you first.”

Evie sighed. “You’re going to have to tell her everything. I understand. I don’t want her hurt because you want to respect my privacy.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Lily won’t talk about my past with anyone, and she of all people will understand me not wanting to talk about it.”

“I’ll talk to her tonight.”

“The sooner, the better. I don’t want to give Brooke any opportunity to damage what you and Lily have.”

“If that bitch causes you any more problems, you tell me immediately.”

“I will. I promise.”

Shade gave her a brief nod before going to his bike.

The women were yelling at her to hurry, hanging out Rider’s truck window. Evie smiled, rushing across the grassy lawn toward them.

“It’s good to be home,” she told them, jumping up into the truck.

“It’s about time,” Jewell said, scooting over to make room. “I thought you were going to be gone a couple of weeks, not months. What kept you?”

“I needed to take care of some club business. It took longer than we thought, but now I’m back and I’m not leaving you guys again.”

“Thank fuck. Guess who’s cooking dinner tomorrow night for everyone?” Raci laughed.

Evie groaned. She had missed her friends, not the cooking duties.

Putting the truck in gear, she drove to the furniture store as she listened contently to the chatter around her. This was where she belonged now, surrounded by her friends and The Last Riders. She wouldn’t forget that ever again.





Chapter 22




“We’ve got a problem.” King looked up from the computer screen at Henry’s comment.

“Does it have to do with the club?”

“Yeah.”

“Then it’s your problem. I’m leaving in two days. The papers are signed. It’s now your club, your problem.” He looked back down at the computer screen.

“Fine, I’ll tell Penni to fuck off. Since she’s Shade’s sister, I kind of figured that made you related.”

“No, it doesn’t,” King rebutted then gave an aggravated sigh. He owed the woman; she had watched out for Lily during their college years. “What’s the problem?”

“She won’t tell me; she wants to talk with you. She’s waiting downstairs.”

“You left her downstairs on her own with the club busy?”