Black Wings MC: The Novel (Motorcycle Club Romance)

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Santiago was no longer in charge, the next in line to take over was Miguel. Miguel was more even tempered than Santiago and probably should’ve been the leader in the first place. The drug ring that Santiago ran raised so much money, greed won the cartel over; which was how he became the leader.
     
    “ No way!” I exclaimed. “I’m NOT going back to Mexico. There is no way in hell I will ever cross the Mexican border again.”
     
    “ Things will be different this time.” Shadow promised. “There won’t be any fighting or explosions. This is strictly a business deal.”
     
    “ How can you be so sure?” I asked as I became increasingly annoyed that he would even consider going back.
     
    “ La Familia is out of the picture now. Santiago is dead. He was always a problem for us. I think we can work out a deal with Miguel.”
     
    “ Nope. I’m not going back. I don’t want you—or any of you—for that matter, going back to Mexico. The cartel is bad news. We have the scars to prove it.”
     
    “ We’ll talk about this later.” It was obviously apparent that he didn’t want to argue in front of the MC.
     
    I remained silent for the rest of the ride. When we got to headquarters, we all went inside while Animal left for pizza. Shadow pulled me to the side and begged me to go to Mexico with him.
     
    “ Please babe, I need you by my side. I don’t want to leave you behind.”
     
    “ Not after what happened the last time we went there. I will not go back.”
     
    We continued our discussion until Animal came back with pizzas for everyone. We would have to talk about this more privately when we had time. Right now, Shadow was concerned about working out all of the details and prepping everyone in the MC. The MC agreed that they would have Barbara call Miguel and arrange for them to meet that weekend. Whether or not I was going was still up for discussion, according to Shadow.
     
    When we got back home, the discussion continued well into the night.
     
    “ How can you even think of me going while I’m pregnant with your child?” I angrily asked.
     
    “ Because nothing’s going to happen. I promise. It’s all business. We’re not chasing people, nobody is bringing a bomb; there’s nothing to worry about.”
     
    “ I’m worried about my baby—our baby, you and myself. I don’t know how you aren’t.”
     
    After hours of going round and round, he agreed that I could stay at home. I helped him pack for his trip. The MC was to leave Friday morning and return Saturday night. While I was completely against Shadow going, he was dead set that he was. When Friday rolled around, the MC headed south once again to cross the Mexican border.
     
    I hugged him tight. “I love you, Derek.”
     
    “ I love you too babe. Don’t worry about anything. I’ll be back before you know it.” He kissed me passionately, as if it was our last kiss. He rubbed my tummy and said, “I love you too, little blip.”
     
    I grinned at him. “Promise? Nothing bad will happen? I’m so worried about you.”
     
    “ Nothing bad is going to happen. While I’m gone, I want you to do me a favor.”
     
    “ What?” I asked, almost afraid to.
     
    “ Call your brother. Have him help you move your things into my house.”
     
    The butterflies began to swarm around my belly. He wanted me to move in with him. I jumped in his arms and nearly squeezed him to death.
     
    “ Do you mean it?” I asked as I kissed him.
     
    “ Till the end. Now get packing. I want you completely moved in by the time I get back. You can move things around anyway you’d like. Just don’t mess with the garage.” He said as he tussled my hair and patted my ass.
     
    The MC rode off into the mid-morning sun. I don’t know how I knew it, but I had a gut feeling something was wrong. Maybe I was just overreacting, or maybe it was woman’s intuition. He said he would call when they reached their hotel. The clock wouldn’t move fast

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