MC Sinners Boxed Set #1-7

PRESENT – SPIKE

“ W e ride in a hour, have everything ready,” I bark down the phone, and snap it closed.

I glance over my shoulder. Ciara is still in the bedroom, thank fuck. If she found out what we were planning, she would have a fit. She thinks we’re going on an annual ride, and she’s totally okay with that. I hate lying to her, but if she knew what I was going to do, she wouldn’t make it easy on me.

I know she won’t understand, I don’t expect her to, but I have to do this for Cheyenne. She deserves that much. I need closure, and making him pay will give that to me.

The plan is set in place. It’s taken a few weeks, but it’s finally ready to go. Our boy is going to drive the car in the compound to get the deal, then he’s going to walk off as though he’s double-checking on the phone and we’re going to blow the entire place. We’ve made sure to follow Hogan’s every move, so we know he’ll be on the inside.

I turn, taking my pack from the ground, and then I walk into the bedroom. Ciara is sitting by the window, smiling out at something. God knows what, the girl is always sunshine, even if she can’t see it.

She turns when she hears me, and she beams. Fuck, I love her. I love her with every beat of my broken fuckin’ heart. I walk over, cupping her face in my hands. I bring my lips down to hers and I kiss her, hard. She tastes like some fuckin’ sweet strawberry lip stuff. It’s nice, whatever it is. She opens her lips and takes my tongue, and fuck, my cock aches. She gets it going every time.

“I don’t want you to go,” she rasps when I pull back.

“I know baby, but I gotta. I’ll only be a day or two.”

She smiles. “I guess it’s me and my hand then.”

I growl at her, and she giggles.

“Don’t you touch that sweet pussy until I’m home, you hear me?”

She grins up at me. “Yes boss.”

“Behave. I’ll call you when I get there yeah?”

“Yeah,” she whispers.

I kiss her again, and when I pull back, my heart is pounding. Fuck, I hate this. I fuckin’ hate it. If it goes wrong...no, I can’t fuckin’ think like that. I will come home to her, and everything will be fine.

I open my mouth and my voice comes out far scratchier than I would usually like. “I love you, Tom Cat. Yeah?”

She beams at me. “Yeah, right back at you, hot stuff.”

I grin, and plant another kiss on her lips.

“Later, Tom Cat.”

She gives me a weak wave, and I turn and walk out. Fuck, I hope this goes to plan, because if it doesn’t, we’re fucked. Royally.

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