Fallen Lords MC: Books 4-6
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I cupped her cheek in my hand. “I love you, too, M-baby.”
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Chapter Twenty-Four
Mayra
“The captain is here.”
“Who?” I asked?
Cora nodded to the kitchen. “All she needs is a peg leg and parrot.”
“Karmen?” I laughed.
Nikki plopped down on the couch next to us. “Is she wearing the hat I got her?”
Cora glared at her. “You would buy her a pirate hat to encourage her.”
Nikki shrugged and finished the last of rum and coke in her glass. “This is the first time she’s drinking since relieving her boobs from milk duty. Can you really blame me for celebrating this momentary occasion by bringing out the captain?”
“Momentary?” Cora laughed. “What in the hell is that? It’s not even a word.”
Nikki splayed her hands in front of her. “Monastery.” She squinted and tried again. “Monistat?”
I patted her leg. “Momentous?”
“That is totally it,” Nikki winked. “Not Monistat at all. Who even says that about occasions?”
Nikki was half into a bottle of rum and looked to join Karmen in her pirate celebration.
“I’m surprised you’re even here yet,” Cora said. “I thought for sure you and Boink would be on a plane back to Pines Peak.”
I shook my head and took a sip of my water. “We leave in the morning. He was trying to get tickets for tonight, but he couldn’t find any.”
“You’re coming back, right?” Nikki asked.
I laughed and nodded. “We are definitely coming back. Boink isn’t ready to leave the club yet, and I got a second interview for a job at the law firm in town.”
“Damn, you work quick.” Cora set her glass on the coffee table and kicked her feet up. “It’s only been two weeks since your run-in with the Banachi’s and you’re bouncing back on your feet already.”
“It’s only to be a secretary. It’s not that big of a deal.” It really wasn’t. Boink was on the mend with his arm, and I knew I needed to do something to get some money coming in. I didn’t want to be a kept woman.
Clash walked into the common room holding Raven by the arm.
“Oh shit. I wonder what she did this time,” Cora laughed.
“Probably tried to set her panties on fire.”
Cora and I both turned to look at Nikki. “Say what?” I asked. Raven had been doing some crazy things to try and escape, but I wasn’t sure where Nikki had gotten the idea of burning her underwear.
She waved her hand. “You two just don’t seem to be able to think like a pirate. You wouldn’t understand.”
She acted like what she had just said made perfect sense. Pipe was going to have fun with her tonight when he tried to take her home.
“These are your friends,” Clash said loudly. “These are my friends too. I want to have a good time with my friends, but I can’t do that when you are trying to escape every five seconds.”
Raven wretched her arm out of Clash’s hold. “Then just let me fucking go, and then you don’t have to worry about me.”
“I would love to do that, doll, but your brother thinks you need to stick around for a bit to make sure you don’t wind up getting yourself killed doing something stupid.” He pointed at me and Cora. “Go sit with them and try not to be a brat.”
“Did he just call her a brat?” Cora whispered.
“I would have said bitch,” Nikki said loudly. “She is totally a bitch,” she drawled.
I elbowed Nikki in the side and called out to Raven for her to come sit by us. “I’ll pass,” she called back. “I can get drunk by myself in the corner without listening to you guys giggle.” Raven grabbed a bottle of whiskey and headed to the dark corner of the clubhouse where Brinks was sitting.
“I thought she was your girl,” Clash called.
I shrugged. Raven used to be my friend, but ever since I had been back at the clubhouse, she hadn’t said a word to me.
Raven set the bottle of whiskey down on the table Brinks was sitting at. She said something to him, and he held his hands up defensively. He shoved his chair back and stormed out of the common room.
“Did she really just make Brinks move from the table he was sitting at?” Nikki asked, shocked. She shakily stood up and tried not to topple over. “This shit ends right now.”
“Pipe,” Cora called. “Get a hold of your woman.”
“What!” Nikki shrieked. “You’re in the Girl Gang. You can’t be calling the man on me.” She beat her chest with her fist. “Girl Gang for life.” She tried to contort her fingers into something that resembled a G, but she couldn’t get them to cooperate.
“You causing a ruckus over here?” Pipe put his arm around Nikki’s waist and pulled her into his chest.
“She was mean to Brinks,” Nikki explained.
“Who was?” Pipe asked.
“Raven. She was mean, and I don’t like it.” She looked down at Cora and me. “I don’t one bit like it. At all.” She stomped her foot and lost her balance. She precariously held onto Pipe and continued to rant about Raven.
“I think you had enough to drink, babe. How about we go see if we can find some pizza?”
Nikki’s eyes lit up. “Oh, my God, I am starving.” And just like that, all thoughts of Raven left her. Now I see why Cora had called Pipe over.
Pipe lead her off into the kitchen and passed Clash who was standing in the middle of the common room staring at Raven.
“You actually know what’s up with her?” Cora asked me.
I shook my head. “I don’t know. She never talked to me about anything important.”
Cora pursed her lips. “I can get behind being sassy with a touch of bitchy cause that’s how I roll, but Raven takes it a little bit too far. God help the man or woman who decides to tame her.”
“Woman?” I sputtered. “You think Raven might be gay?” I had never gotten that feeling from her before, but what did I know?
“Not a fucking clue,” Cora laughed. “I just figured since I don’t know which way she hits, I’d leave it open.” She stood up and looked down at me. “I’m gonna go see what the pirates are up to cause your dude has been eyeballing you for the past ten minutes waiting for me to leave.”
“Wait, what?” I sputtered. Cora didn’t have to leave just for Boink to come over. He was going to have all weekend with me in Pines Peak.
She walked away and high-fived Boink when she passed him.
“I think Cora and I just had a moment,” he laughed. He plopped down on the couch next to me and put his arm around my shoulders.
“Because she said you were eyeballing me.”
“I may have been keeping an eye on you.”
I rolled my eyes and finished my glass of water.
“Not drinking tonight?” he asked.
I shook my head. “Not when we have to fly out early in the morning. If I drink, I’ll have a hangover and won’t want to get on the plane.”
“Then I guess you better stick to water ‘cause I’ve got a surprise for you but it’s in Pines Peak so your ass needs to be on that plane tomorrow.”
“A surprise,” I said hopefully. “What is it?”
“If I tell you, M-baby, then it won’t be a surprise.”
I pouted out my bottom lip and crossed my arms over my chest.
He pressed a kiss to the side of my head. “Patience.”
That was easy for him to say. He wasn’t just told that there was a surprise waiting for him seventeen hundred miles and a plane ride away.
*
Chapter Twenty-Five
Boink
“Get the door, M.”
I heard Mayra grunt and shut the oven door.
I looked down at her from the loft and watched her stalk to the front door and pull it open. “Elle! Agnes!” she exclaimed.
There was surprise one.
Mayra had been talking about Pines Peak and all of the people we had made friends
with only to leave behind. Coming back up here to get the stuff we left behind and a visit with Elle and Agnes was just what she needed.
“Boink!”
“Uh, yeah?” I hollered back.
Agnes appeared below with a huge smile on her face. “I just wanted to see for myself that was really your name,” she laughed.
Elle appeared next to her and waved up at me. “I knew you didn’t look like a Melvin, but I wouldn’t have pegged you for a Boink.”
“I could always tell you ladies his real name,” Mayra threatened.
“Try me, M,” I retorted.
She strolled back into the kitchen and flipped me off. “I think tonight I will.”
Elle and Agnes both chittered and followed Mayra into the kitchen.
I grabbed what I had come up to the loft for and jogged down the stairs.
“The girls didn’t come with?” Mayra asked.
Agnes shook her head. “No. Carnie feels horrible for hooking up with that rotten Bobby, and Wendy had work tonight.”
Mayra opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. “You should have made Carnie come. There is no reason for her to feel bad about what happened.”
I grabbed three glasses down from the cabinet and set them in front of Agnes and Elle. “The Banachi’s would have found Mayra another way if it hadn’t have been through Bobby. Having it happen the way it did was probably for the best.”
“Except for you getting shot,” Mayra pointed out. She popped open the bottle and filled the three glasses. “And for the record, you make a horrible patient, Boink.”
I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close. “But you make a fabulous nurse.” I buried my face in her neck to give her a kiss, and Elle and Agnes swooned.
“See, that is why we believed you two were married. You actually liked each other. If you wouldn't have wound up falling in love, no one would have ever bought that you two were together.” Elle grabbed a glass and held it up. “To falling in love when it’s all you’ve got left.”
Mayra turned in my arms and grabbed a glass. She clinked glasses with Elle and Agnes and took a sip. “I wouldn’t say you were all I had left, though it was pretty darn close.”
“You’re mine. That’s all that matters in the end.”
Elle fanned her face, and Agnes grabbed a napkin off the island.
“Like a fairytale,” Elle sighed.
“One with badass bikers, the mafia, and gunshots,” Agnes laughed. “But definitely a fairytale in the end.”
*
Mayra
“Remind me again why I invited them?”
I waited ‘til Agnes’ taillights faded and then looked over at Boink and smiled. “‘Cause you like them even if they call you Boink at every available time.” I started counting halfway through dinner, and between Elle and Agnes, they had said Boink thirty-seven times. About thirty-two times too many.
“Pretty sure they just like saying ‘boink,’” he chuckled. “Come sit in the swing with me.”
He threaded his fingers though mine and pulled me over to the swinging bench that was in the corner of the porch.
He sat down and pulled me into his lap. “How are you going to swing when I’m sitting on top of you and whatever is in your pocket is poking my butt?” I shifted, trying to slide onto the bench.
“Lift up for one second.”
I stood up, and then he pulled me back down onto his lap. The thing that had been poking my butt was gone, but I was still sitting on top of him. “Boink, just let me sit on the bench.”
He let me slide off but pulled my legs to drape over his lap. He kicked off on the porch and sent us swinging.
“I really like it up here. It’s so peaceful.”
“Especially when you know the mafia isn’t trying to find you,” he chuckled.
“Yes, that is very true,” I agreed.
“We can always come back and visit. You know Elle and Agnes are going to want to come and see the clubhouse.”
Lord were they. I think most of the questions over dinner were about life at the clubhouse. “Can you imagine Wrecker with Elle and Agnes?” I laughed. “They’re both like Alice but thirty years older.”
“He’s probably going to go into hiding if they come.”
“Everything good between you two now?” I asked. I know that it bothered Boink before when Wrecker was pissed at him even though the reason Wrecker was pissed at him was because of me.
“He saved your life two times, Mayra. I’m forever going to be in debt to the guy so if he wants to be a grumpy asshole to me all of the time, I’ll deal with it.”
“So, what happens now?” I asked.
Things were finally over with the Banachi’s, and I wasn’t worried about Oakley anymore. He didn’t want anything to do with me, just like I didn’t with him. It still hurt that he thought so poorly of my mom, but he didn’t know what all she had done. What she had tried to do but couldn’t because his dad had all of the power.
“You get a job at the law firm, and I go back to business as usual with the club.”
I wrinkled my nose. “There is a lot more in that club business but I don’t get to know what it is, do I?”
He shook his head. “Not really, M.”
I sighed and looked out in to the dark woods. “I’m okay with that as long as you come home to me every night.”
“Yeah?” he asked.
I turned back to him and smiled. “I was talking to Greer, and she said something to me that really stuck. Leo and Apollo are good men who sometimes do bad things. But those bad things they do help to keep people safe.”
“So, I’m a good man who sometimes does bad stuff?” he drawled.
I nodded. “I think ninety-nine percent of the time, you’re a good man, and even when you have to do something bad, you’re still good.”
“The Banachi’s deal with a lot more shit than we do, M.”
“Yeah, but I know you work with Oakley, and I know he is a bad man who only cares for himself.”
We sat there quietly, both lost in our own thoughts.
I loved Boink.
I loved the man he was.
I even loved his club that sometimes did bad things.
Wrecker had saved me twice, but I also knew without the club, Wrecker wouldn’t have been able to do that. I was forever going to be in debt to the Fallen Lords for saving me when I didn’t have anyone else.
“Mayra,” Boink called softly.
I blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes and turned to look at Boink. “Yeah?”
“Lift your legs for me for a second.”
I lifted my legs, and he stood up. He turned to walk into the house, and I figured he was going to get us a drink. I pushed off on the porch and turned back to stare into the woods.
“Mayra,” he called again.
I turned back to see him standing to the side looking down at me. “Yeah?”
He took a deep breath and moved in front of me. He slowly got down on one knee and opened his hand.
“Oh, my God,” I gasped.
“Mayra. I don’t think I have ever met a woman more strong. I know I’ve never met a woman who loves me even though you know I sometimes do bad things. And I also know I’m never going to find a woman who is more perfect for me. I love you more than anything in this world, Mayra, and I want you to be my wife. Will you marry me?”
He held the ring between his fingers, and I clenched my fist to my chest. “Boink,” I gasped.
He loved me.
He loved me even though I almost got us killed.
He loved me even if I didn’t really know what I wanted to do with my life but I was trying to figure it out.
He loved me, and I knew that I was the luckiest woman in the world to find a man like Boink.
“I’m gonna need an answer, M.”
I nodded and let the tears I had been holding back before flow. “Yes,” I shouted. “Yes, yes, yes!!!”
He
slid the ring onto my finger, then stood up, taking me into his arms.
“Damn it, M. You had me worried for a second when I saw the tears in your eyes,” he chuckled.
I pressed a kiss to his lips. “I love you, Boink. I love you so much I don’t even know how to tell you.”
“You’re doing a pretty good job at it right now.” His lips found mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I love you, Mayra,” he whispered against my lips.
I loved him too.
Today and forever.
*
Chapter Twenty-Six
Clash
This bitch was going to be the death of me.
The End
Clash
Fallen Lords MC
Book Six
USA Today Bestselling Author
Winter Travers
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter One
Clash
“Uh, anyone else see that?”
I looked up from my beer. “See what?”
Brinks slid onto the barstool next to me. “Just passed Raven in the hallway. She had a pack of matches and one of those red gas cans with her.”
“Ha, ha. Funny.” That was the last thing I needed right now.