“What the fuck do you mean, if you wanted to?” Jingles asked.
“I won’t shit on the rules. Not for her. Not for anyone.”
“You kind of already have. You haven’t called Reaper or Montana, or Valhalla for that matter,” Jack pointed out.
“Let me say it again. I won’t shit on the rules we live by so I can have a woman in my bed.”
“You’re such a self-righteous prick,” Blade clipped.
“Fuck you, Blade.”
“Okay, both of you, shut the hell up. We aren’t here to discuss the many ways our president should get his head out of his ass. You all needed to know who Grace was. She is the daughter of our president. Regardless of whether or not he is a selfish, arrogant asshole—”
“Cash,” King growled.
I raised my hands in surrender. “Grace is still a princess. We don’t know who, if anyone, knows this.”
“Does Steele know?” Colt asked.
“Grace said he knew her mother was pregnant. She has a picture of them together.”
“I fucking hope he doesn’t know it’s Grace,” Ghost growled.
“Why?”
“Because how many times has he been here and fucking ignored her?”
I looked at King and raised an eyebrow. That was exactly what I fucking said to him earlier. It was no secret to King that I hated Steele. I knew in my gut he sent Chasm to his death.
I just didn’t know why. But the motherfucker was shady as shit.
“That’s not the point. The point is, Grace is off-limits.”
“Does this mean no more late-night visits?” Gunner asked.
I knew why he said it. King gave Gunner shit for stalking Haizley before he claimed her. But we all knew King had snuck off to Grace’s many times over the last two years.
He swore he hadn’t fucked her. If he wasn’t lying, he was stronger than I fucking was. I fucked Rachel the night I met her.And Rose up on the mountain once she agreed to have dinner with Ryder and Ellie.
If only I hadn’t bent her over my bike. If I laid her on the ground and stripped her like I wanted to, I would have known what she was doing that much sooner.
“Grace is still a friend of the club.”
I snorted, and Jack clipped, “That’s a no.”
“Fuck all of you!”
The guys snickered at King’s outburst.
Then it got serious when he said, “I know you don’t agree with me. But I want this chapter to be based on honor. What Steele may or may not have done over the years isn’t what I want for this club.”
King was right. We all knew it. But it didn’t change the fact that he was denying himself an old lady because of the fucking rules that Steele himself didn’t follow.
“If we don’t uphold the laws we chose to live by, then what the fuck are we?”
Chapter Four
Kytten
