Page 114 of Riding the Edge
I’ll give Maria her a wedding. Hell, I’ll even wear a monkey suit.
“Pops is right,” Nico says. “You’re a dime piece.”
“Incest is illegal,” Riggs growls.
“She’s not my sister.”
“Your dad bangs her mom, close enough,” he sneers, showing his teeth. Fucking guy really thinks he’s a tiger.
Slapping him upside the head, I hold out my other hand.
“Give me my gun you idiot,” I order.
“Only if you promise never to hand it over to the other side again,” he retorts, out of my reach.
“Give me the fucking gun or I’ll take yours and shoot you with it.”
“You gotta catch me first,” he taunts. Making a mad dash down the aisle, he runs out of the chapel, dropping my vest on the floor.
“I’m going to kill him,” I growl, stalking after him with the five kids in tow.
“Don’t kill him,” Lauren calls as I shrug my vest on. “What will I tell the kids?”
“Their father is a nutcase,” Anthony answers. “Forget it, they probably already know that much.”
Stepping out of the chapel, I search left to right for a trace of leather.
“Over here big guy,” Riggs calls, flipping me the bird as he rounds a corner. Cursing, I quicken my pace as my boots pound against the linoleum. He makes a sharp left and comes to a skidding halt inside the waiting room. Just as I reach for his neck, he steps to the side and I get a glimpse of pink.
Pink and leather.
Jack, Pipe, Linc, Stryker, Deuce, and Cobra crowd the room. Knowing the meeting with the cartel didn’t go as planned and that Blackie was shot in the process, I never expected to see any of them here. Not only were their ragged asses in front of me but they all had pink bandanas tied around their heads. Some read strength, others hope and they all matched the pink ribbon pinned to their cuts.
Through the mayhem and the havoc, united, they take a stand.
For Maria.
For me.
For our brotherhood.
A stand against breast cancer.
“What’s all this?” I question, swallowing the lump in my throat as I meet Jack’s dark eyes.
“This is property of Parrish,” he replies.
Yeah, it sure fucking is.
