Free Logan's Reaper (Soul Reapers) by J.D. Lowrance Page B

like shit.”
    “Actually she tastes like me,” Trigger bragged as he came up and put an arm around her shoulder. I hauled back and punched Trigger. I knew he could handle it plus I would never hit a woman no matter how much she pissed me off. The anger at Trigger for never keeping his fucking mouth shut, at Blondie for touching me, and at my pop for poisoning my mind with bullshit took over as I punched again and again until multiple arms were pulling me back.
    “Chill Colton,” Tank calmly said behind me, “just calm down.” The arms around my neck loosened as Knox came around the front of me. “What the fuck man?” Knox asked in my face. “You need a fucking minute,” he said as the two of them dragged me outside.
    Tank practically threw me out of his arms. I got my feet under me right before I fell over. “What was that about?” Tank asked crossed armed.
    “A misunderstanding,” I quipped. “His sloppy seconds was making a pass at me and I got pissed. I could not hit her so I hit him for running his damn mouth.”
    “Just get your shit together man. We can’t have brother on brother violence like that for no reason. You’re the fucking VP for Christ sake,” Knox ranted.
    “I know Knox , I know,” I placated. “Just got shit on my mind and I can’t seem to escape my own thoughts.”
    “Was it something your pop said?” Tank always knew the right thing to ask.
    “Yeah , but I just gotta let it go,” I answered. “Listen, Pop also told me about a run the three of us need to make first thing Monday morning. So make sure you are here bright and early.”
    “Where we headed?”
    “Hellhounds compound,” I answered as I took off around the back of the clubhouse.
    Logan
    The last two weeks have flown by as Colton and I got to know each other better. Since that first night together we have spent every night in each other’s arms. I found out that the Soul Reapers owned the duplex we were renting. I never thought of bikers being into real estate but Colton assured me that they have several investments outside of the shop.
    Falling asleep in his arms every night has made me the happiest I have ever been. I started babysitting twice a week, on top of my shifts at Kilroy’s, for one of the Soul Reapers, Tru and his wife, Emma. They have three-year old twins, Maxon and Mason, who were a handful. Emma was a nurse and wanted to go back a few days a week so Colton suggested that we meet. Emma was so nice from the moment I met her and we were instant friends.
    So here I was on a Saturday night at Cloud Nine, a bar one town over. Emma suggested a ladies’ night out as the MC was having a brother-only night at the clubhouse. So Emma, her twin sister Amber, their best friend Tricia, Campbell, and I were out on the town. Amber knew the guys at the door so they let Cam in even though she was not 18. Campbell sported two very large and very permanent X’s on her hands indicating her inability to drink.
    I was having fun but could not seem to get Colton off my mind. Emma and Amber were telling god-awful stories about late nights at the clubhouse and how sweet butts were brought in specifically for brother-only nights. Emma even told a story about how a sweet butt tried to break up her and Tru in the beginning. This worried me because Colton and I never discussed what we were to each other or if we were exclusive. I did not want to pressure him into anything and if I was being honest with myself I never felt like I needed an answer when we were together every night. But now? I was second guessing everything that had happened between us.
    Tricia had been quiet most of the night, never really engaging in conversation with Campbell or me. Every now and again she would give me a dirty look but I figured it was because of what I was wearing. It seemed to draw every eye in the place. Campbell had really gone all out on me tonight. She dressed me in a black V-neck top that tied at my neck and was completely backless