Free Butch by Sam Crescent Page A

know about Gonzalez and are going
elsewhere. This fucker killed his father to take over from him. I don’t think
you should underestimate him. Gonzalez goes after what he wants and doesn’t
give a shit what goes down,” Whizz explained. “When the kid was sixteen he
watched his own father put a bullet in his mother’s head for looking at the
fucking pool boy. This is a man used to violence. Frederick is worse than his
own father. Butch is in danger. We need to get him back, as otherwise we’re
going to be cleaning up his mess.”
    Since Whizz’s kidnapping and torture that was the most
he’d ever spoken. Tiny thanked him, thinking about his man.
    “I don’t know how we’re going to get him back.”
    “Talk to his woman. She looks like the type to listen.
I’ve seen her with her son,” Nash said. “Tell her how much they’re in danger,
and it will draw Butch back. He’ll do anything to protect her.”
    Tiny agreed. “Then we better hope they’re coming to
the fair tomorrow. It will be much easier to lure them back with our women.
It’s a shame you and Angel aren’t here.”
    “I know, Tiny. I’ve got to give her this after
everything she’s been through,” Lash said. “I owe her, and so does the club.”
    He couldn’t argue with Lash. Out of all of them Angel
had been through the most. The woman was loyal and stood by her man’s side.
Tiny missed her sweet presence as did his wife. Angel always calmed the club
down.
    “Have a good time and we’ll see you the moment you get
back.”
    Hanging up, he dismissed the crew. When they were
alone he looked back at Alex. “What the fuck’s your problem?”
    “I don’t have a problem. I’ll be at the fair tomorrow.
Don’t go without me.” Alex left the room without giving Tiny chance to question him further. Something didn’t bode well with him. For the
first time since he’d known Alex, Tiny didn’t trust him.

Chapter Five
     
    “You’re dating him?” Anna asked, raising her voice.
Glancing into her mother’s sitting room, Cheryl glared at her.
    “Stop yelling. Matthew doesn’t need to hear you
shouting.”
    “You were supposed to be friends, and now you’re
dating him.”
    Waking up beside Butch had been amazing. They hadn’t had
sex, but they’d taken advantage of their time together. He made her heart sing.
    She wore one of the dresses he’d bought for her. The
fabric clung to her skin, and he’d been unable to take his hands off her this
morning. He’d only left her alone to go home to change. Butch was picking her
up from her mother’s. She had a change of clothes for Matthew to get ready for
the fair.
    “Why can’t you be happy for me? I’m happy.”
    “This man is a criminal. You barely know him, and look
what happened with the last man you fell for.”
    The blow was a low one. Tensing up, Cheryl turned to
her mother. “Stop it. What happened in the past is my business. Butch knows the
truth. Whoever Matthew’s father was, he’s not coming back. I’ve never seen or
heard from him. I’m not going to wait around for a man who couldn’t handle my
life. Butch, he’s different. He makes me happy. I love being around him. Why
can’t you be happy for me?”
    “Honey, I worry about you.” Her mother cupped her
cheeks, drawing her close.
    There were no tears to fall. Cheryl stopped crying
over a man she didn’t know years ago.
    “I’m going to get my son dressed. I would appreciate
it if you gave Butch a chance.”
    “Is Butch his real name?” Anna asked.
    Staring up at the ceiling she blew out a breath. “You’re
going to be difficult at every turn, aren’t you?”
    “I love you, honey.”
    “Then be happy for me. Give him a chance. This is the
first time a man has left me feeling happy. Butch cares about me, and he cares
about a son who’s not even his. Please, for once, be happy for me.” She slammed
her palm against her chest, losing her temper.
    “Mommy?” Matthew asked. “Are you angry?”
    Closing