Finding Me: Dominant Devils Book Three

by H. M. Stewart

  “Tote your ass out of here and give me a minute to get my bearings. The sun is barely up asshole. It was kind of a late night and with everything thrown at my woman yesterday I know she’s exhausted. I’ll be out to deal with you and Wall in ten. Not get the fuck out of here before I’m forced to kick the living shit out of you this morning,” I say in the quietest annoying voice I can muster.

  “Now, now buddy. Don’t go making idle threats. I’m pretty sure Wall would just love to come in here and find you wrapped up with his sister naked. Especially in a room that’s open for anyone to walk into. You’re not in any position to be threatening me with a fucking thing. I hold the cards in this situation asshole,” Happy states with a smile on his face as big as Texas.

  He must know that I’m barely containing myself because he doesn’t push any further. He moves from his spot at the end of the makeshift bed Bree and I are sharing to head out to where he came. He says nothing else, but it doesn’t stop him from laughing his ass off though. That fucker is so gonna get it when I get out of here. First, though, I’m going to at least get my shirt on my girl so that she’s not left completely exposed when she wakes up. Bree might turn into my own personal wildcat behind closed doors, but I know she’ll never be bold enough for someone to catch her without clothes on.

  As carefully as I can I work myself free of the cocoon we made for ourselves. Bree doesn’t even stir when I gently slip my shirt over her head and pull her arms through. Being she’s literally swimming in my shirt it doesn’t take much to pull it so that it's covering her body almost reaching the lowest point of her thighs. At least it's enough to cover my girl’s beautiful tits and ass so that the rest of these fuckers wandering around won’t get a peak to what belongs to me. I realize now I’m going to catch hell walking out to meet with her hardheaded brother in nothing but my jeans from last night but tell me if I give a damn. He’ll just have to get over his own shit in his own way because after stealing one last look at the beautiful woman laying sound asleep in my tee-shirt I decide then and there it would be worth a beat down every day from that hot-headed fucker just to have the chance of waking up next to her just like this for the rest of my fucking existence.

  This girl is turning me into some pussy-whipped douche but for the life of me, I couldn’t give a damn less. I make sure to pull the blanket back in place before squaring my shoulders and headed towards the kitchen. Hopefully, Wall will keep his tantrum in check until I can get at least one cup of black coffee in me.

  When I walk into the kitchen I look at the clock to see I’ve slept longer than what I thought. It’s after ten and from the looks of things Queenie managed to get Hunter and Tivie downstairs and fed without waking anyone else in the process. Queenie was cleaning up the cereal bowls from the kids while Happy and Wall were at the table drinking from their own mugs. I threw the two of them a nod and made a line straight for the coffee pot. I was expecting Wall to be the one to mention my lack of clothes, not Queenie. My chances of getting my coffee in me without someone pointing out the obvious went right out the damn window not five seconds after I walked into the kitchen.

  “Good Morning handsome. From the looks of you, I’d say you and my girl slept very well last night. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you looking so un-put together. I think I like seeing you less than perfect, pretty boy,” Queenie states loud enough for the whole house to hear.

  Wall actually laughs and manages to spit coffee clear across the table. Happy is snickering but manages to control himself fairly-well. “Now Queenie, I’m not fully awake yet and I’m sure as hell not up for a sparing round with you this morning. I need coffee before I can deal with the likes of you, woman. How bout ya take it easy on me? Think ya can cut me a little slack?” I did my best to divert her hackling me any further and luckily enough for me, it seems to work.

  At least that’s what I was thinking anyway. I was able to pour my cup of the brown liquid caffeine my body was longing for before she started in again. “When have I ever taken it easy on any of you boys? It’s just not in my nature to let the prime opportunity to bust your balls go so easily. Now take a seat with the rest of the knot heads over there and I’ll get breakfast going. You and Wall play nice or I’ll have both of your asses strung up this morning.” If it wasn’t for the wink she threw me I would’ve thought she was in one of her all-out bitch moods. It seems she was just trying to break the ice before her son had a chance to snap due to my lack if clothing after.

  I had to chuckle a bit to myself at the fact she was trying to save me by being a complete smart ass. I took my seat at the table while Wall was now laughing uncontrollably at his mother’s words. It didn’t take long for the mood to turn the task at hand. “I figured we could make the call in the den. I’m sure Axle will want to listen in. The problem I think will be facing is that the fucker won’t talk to us, we might need to bring in Breezy to get the guy talking,” Happy stated to the two of us.

  “I think your right, brother. We’ll wait til after breakfast before I wake her up. She’s had a lot of bullshit thrown her way in the last twenty-four hours. Not sure if she’s gonna want to tackle this shit first thing this morning,” I answer Happy.

  “FUCK THAT! I don’t want Breeanna anywhere close to this shit. How do we know those fuckers haven’t flipped that lawyer to their way of thinking? We need to keep her as far away from this shit as possible. We're not going to drag her any farther into this shit blind. The way I see it we’ve got twenty-eight days before she’s gotta surface to finalize whatever the old broad left her, and we come up with something that will keep this shit away from her for good. If those two dumbasses she’s known as parents have anything to do with the shit that’s been happening around the club for the last year I’m sure they won’t be stopping just because she’s got her inheritance. We’ve gotta come up with something that will keep their asses away from her for the rest of her life. If that means I’ve gotta bury a bullet in both their heads, then so be it. Until then, I’ll agree she needs to be kept in the loop, but she won’t be the one making any contact with that fucking lawyer. I will not have my sister living a life where she’s looking over her damn shoulder every time she leaves the house,” Wall says airing his thoughts loud enough to be heard at the clubhouse.

  I stay quiet thinking over what Wall has laid out for us while Happy jumps from the table to storm out of the kitchen. He’s not gone for long before he returns with the folder that has everything his contact was able to gather on Charlie and Derek Loftland. I sit quietly and watch as my brother flips through the pages scanning for what he’s looking for. I sit and sip my coffee mulling over what Wall said. As much as I hate to admit it, he had a good point. Just because my woman turns twenty-five and becomes some-kind-of instant millionaire doesn’t mean her fucking parents are going to back off. If anything, it’ll make them more desperate.

  Nothing else is said as Happy continues to go through the file he has on the Loftlands. Wall and I sit drinking our coffee at the table like it’s just another day as the smells of a hearty breakfast filling the air start luring the rest of the crew to the kitchen. The women seem to hang back around the counter while the rest of the fellas seem to take up residence around the table. With hushed voices Wall fills Axle in on his thoughts about the situation with the lawyer and the president seems to agree with his way of thinking. Axle delegates Happy to handle contacting the lawyer to get a feel for what we’re up against while a few of us plan to make the trip Columbia to meet with the club’s lawyer, Anthony, to get his take on the situation. Axle wants to keep this shit as legitimate as possible until the time comes to take matters into our own hands. More for Bree’s sake than ours.

  Before long everyone has eaten, and breakfast is getting cleaned up when Queenie sets a plate of food and a fresh cup of coffee in front of me. “Our girl must be really worn out if she hasn’t been out with all this commotion this morning. Figured you’d want to take this to her and see how she’s doing this morning.”
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  “Thanks, Queenie. I was getting ready to head that way. There’s something I wanted to run by you first though. I was kind of hoping you wouldn’t mind crashing downstairs with the rest of the girls so Breezy and me aren’t trying to curl up on that damn couch in the living room. I’m not trying to put you out, but I need somewhere to crash with my girl that preferably has a door that locks,” I state hoping it won't be too much of a hassle getting her to agree to this.

  “I understand, Tank. I figured the room situation would come up eventually. I don’t have a problem with giving up the room, so you lovebirds can have some privacy. Just make sure you cherish her and treat her right. Don’t make me regret this shit or you’ll have hell to pay, boy. I’ll see if one of the prospects can help me and Breezy get things swapped around this afternoon. From the looks of things, you boys have an agenda already.” Just like that, I’ll have somewhere to curl up with my girl at night.

  After a quick thank you to Queenie I set off to wake my woman with breakfast in bed so to speak. I found Bree in the same spot I left her. Selfishly I stood there taking in the sight of Bree sleeping, my beautiful angel. Her hair was a ratted mess, there was a small puddle of drool on the pillow again, and the sound of her snoring wasn’t even close to angelic, yet as I stood over her taking it all in I felt my chest squeeze at the sight of her. I’d never admit it to anyone, but this woman had me wrapped so damn tight I didn’t know how to explain it. Now that I’ve let myself except that this woman was mine I’m opening myself to all kinds of romantic lovey-dovey bullshit that pops in my head. She was fucking beautiful and all mine.

  As much as I would like to stand and watch her sleep or even just lay next to her and shut the world out for the rest of the day I knew it wasn’t possible. I was riding up with Wall and Happy to crash Anthony’s office. Wall wants to be on the road by noon being we’ve got to head up to Columbia. Happy was still going through that damn file of his when I left the kitchen, but he made sure to tell me to make it quick. Seems we’re going to wait and let Anthony reach out to the lawyer in charge Bree’s inheritance.

  “Hey, babe, you need to get up before you sleep the whole day away,” I say brushing stray hairs away from her face. The thought of waking her up with my head between her legs but due to the lack of time and privacy I knew that wouldn’t be a good idea.

  Bree’s eyes shot open at my touch. She didn’t pull back. If anything, she seemed to lean into it seeking more of it. I struggled with myself to give her just what she wanted but with less than a half hour before I needed to be on my bike.

  “I brought you some breakfast and coffee, Angel. I’ve gotta get ready to head out for the afternoon. A few of us are riding up to meet with the club’s lawyer. Anthony should be able to give us a break down of what we’ve found and make the contact with your grandmother’s lawyer. I’m going to do my best to keep you as far away from this shit for as long as possible,” I tell her.

  “I trust you, Tank. I trust everyone here to make sure me and Diesel are safe, but I don’t want to be the cause of all this coming back on the club. I don’ want anyone getting hurt because of me,” she answers on the verge of tears.

  “Babe, you’ve got to get it through your pretty little head that you are part of this family. Anything that affects you affects all of us. We’re trying to do this in a way that causes the least amount of blowback for you. You’re about to come into controlling interest for one of the biggest corporations on the east coast. I want to make sure that if you choose to take the corporate road there won’t be a blood trail in your wake.”

  “I appreciate that, but I think we both know I won’t be taking over the company. I never wanted anything to do with it before and I still don’t. I won’t ever go back to that life again! I want no parts of it. Dear old dad, I mean Derek, can take it and shove it for all I care,” Bree says with a whole lot of sass.

  “Baby, I understand you don’t want anything to do with it but as your man, your family, I think I speak for the rest of us when I say you aren’t giving that asshole shit. You wanna sell it to him, fine. I’ll get Anthony working on what it should be worth cutting that fucker no slack just because he helped raise you. I honestly believe that if your grandmother truly wanted him at the helm of things she would have made that happen to start with,” I said trying to no come off as some controlling prick. I’m sure Wall would gladly fill that role if she decides to tell him what she just told me.

  I could see Bree was struggling with a comeback and I really didn’t want this turning into an argument. I sure as hell didn’t want to give her any reason to run either. “Eyes to me Breezy,” I said wanting to find a way to express just that. It took a few seconds for her to collect herself before she sat up to look me in the eye. I wasn’t expecting the defiant look she was sporting when she did what I asked of her.

  “Don’t be mad with me, babe. I’m only trying to look out for you. I want what’s best for you; I want you to be happy, Angel.” Using my new pet name for her seemed to bring my Bree back to the surface or at least that’s what I thought before she lashed out.

  “Look, Tank. I get that you’re coming from a good place. I get it, I do, but you need to take a step back for a minute. I don’t want to do anything stupid, but I plan on cutting all ties with the despicable people who raised me. I plan on building a life here with my family. The family that I know will always be there for me. I’m not exactly sure what to do with the money my grandmother left me let alone whatever money selling my shares of the company will add to it. I’ll figure it out and in-order-to do that, I need to be included every step of the way. You say you don’t want me to run then I suggest you hot heads need to make sure I’m involved every step of the way. Starting with today. Give me a few minutes to get dressed and I’ll be ready to go.”

  “Girl, I respect that your standing up for what you want but I will not have you leaving this damn house with a bunch of crazy asses looking for the time to strike. I won’t have you taking any unnecessary risk. I don’t have a problem bringing the whole club in on this to make you see reason, either,” I say shouting the last bit.

  If she thought I was willing going to let her put herself in a position I would have to worry about losing her she had bumped her damn head. I didn’t realize how loud I was shouting but it must have been loud enough for the entire house to hear. Wall, followed by Axle, Avery and Queenie came barreling in the living room. Thank God, I put my shirt on Bree earlier.

  “Just what the fuck is going on in here? Why the fuck are you in here yelling at my sister, asshole? You better start explaining or you and me are going to take this shit outside, motherfucker!” Wall was raging already without having a clue with what was going on. I’m sure he’ll be switching gears towards my side once he finds out what his sister is expecting to do.

  “Wall, I was just telling Tank that I want to be kept in the loop with all this starting with the trip to the lawyer. He flipped when I told him I would be ready to head out with you all in a few minutes,” Bree answered harshly. Damn, my girl wasn’t backing down from me or her brother.

  “Hold up, you think I’m going to let you go with us to the lawyer today,” Wall asked in shock.

  “I didn’t ask for permission on this. I don’t need both of you acting like you own me. I’m a grown woman and this affects me more than anyone here. I’m ok with using the club lawyer to look into things but I will be in direct contact with him. If you all can’t deal with that I’ll find my own damn lawyer and take matters into my own hands,” Breezy shouted back at her brother.

  This conversation was going nowhere fast and thankfully Queenie stepped in for anymore outburst could be made. Queenie moved herself to the edge of the bed, so she could sit to one side of Bree while surprisingly enough Avery moved to flank the other side. Both women took one of Bree’s hands in their own. Avery stayed quiet while Queenie did her best to calm the situation.

  “Bree, baby, you need to calm down a little for me. I’ll admi
t that you should have a say or some-kind-of control with your inheritance however you have no business riding on the back of your man’s bike out in the open for the trip to Columbia. The lawyer’s office will take at least an hour and a half to get there leaving you a sitting duck the whole way. These boys might not be good at expressing shit, but it does come from a good place. How bout we cut them some slack and come up with the best possible solution, Ok?” I watched Bree deflate as Queenie laid things out for her.

  “Listen to Queenie, Bree. Trust me when I say all the females that belong to this club have been in similar situations to yours. These assholes can be brass and uncaring with the way they deliver demands, but it is in your best interest most of the time,” Avery adds before turning to Axle to finish. “I’m not trying to step over boundaries, babe, but would it be possible to get Anthony’s ass up here to go over everything. It might help ease some of the tension and for everyone to get a better understanding of things.”

  Axle found five sets of eyes staring at him waiting for a response. Maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have the overpriced lawyer we considered family to make the trip here instead. It was the only way for everyone to get what they wanted, and Bree would have the most support here with the girls behind her as well.

  “I’ll make the call. Anthony’s good people, Bree. I’m sure he’d love an excuse to get out of the office for the day. I’ll even sweeten the deal with Momma Bear’s meatloaf. I know the fucker won’t be able to resist coming down then,” my President says with a laugh before turning to walk away with his cellphone in hand.

  “Well now that that’s settled we now have enough help to get the sleeping situations swapped around today,” Queenie says looking straight at me. I watched as Bree looked from Queenie to me while Avery started to laugh. I wasn’t able to get to the part where I told Bree we would be getting our own room today.