Bulletproof (A Righteous Outlaws Novel #2)

by Savannah Rylan

  “Whatever you want. I’ll be there,” I said.

  Miles laughed. “You knocked his daughter up. You’ll need to do a lot more ass kissing than that.” Everyone glared at him, and he threw his arms up. “What? I’m just saying.” Dice smacked him in the chest, shaking his head.

  Nick ignored the interruption and continued. “I’ve never trusted Angelo, but this is an alliance we need. Black Hills is currently safe. We have reassured the people of the town, including Willie and Kent, and now we have to continue to keep our promise. This is a step in doing so. I know we were divided on the decision to take this meeting, but it’s the right thing to do for our town. We all know what we got to do?”

  We all nodded.

  Nick hit the gavel on the table. “Good. We’ll meet back here in two hours.”

  “Did I say something wrong?” Miles asked Dice as we got up from the table, warranting another smack against the chest from Dice.

  “Just stop talking,” Dice said as they walked out of the room.

  “Dumb and Dumber,” I said, nodding toward them.

  Cash shook his head. “No. You’re being far too nice with that comparison.

  With a laugh, I patted Cash’s back as we exited. We stopped just outside the doors. “You okay being up front with Nick? I know you were originally against it.”

  “I stand with my brothers, no matter what. I’m good,” he said. “I’m going to grab a beer before we head out. You want one?”

  “Nah, I have something to do.”

  Cash laughed. “Something or someone?”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

  “Everybody knows, dude.”

  I hadn’t told anyone, not even my best friend, and I was sure as hell that Sienna hadn’t told anyone either. “How?”

  “You go in there the same time every day. Why don’t you think you’re never bothered? Because people know. You’re not as smooth as you think you are.”

  “Well, fuck,” I said, running a hand through my hair. “Do me a favor and don’t tell her.”

  “Wouldn’t think about it.”

  “Wait. Does Nick know?” He couldn’t know. If he did, there was no way in fucking hell he’d have me standing with him during the meeting today. He’d put my ass as far out of his sight as possible.

  “Everybody knows,” Cash repeated with a laugh as he headed to the bar.

  Sienna and I thought we were so slick, getting away with our little meetings. I guess the joke was on us. Though, if Nick knew and hadn’t said anything, I guess it wasn’t all that bad. Maybe it was his way of giving us his blessing. Or, maybe I was just desperate for Sienna to finally let us take our relationship to the next level.

  I loved my cock inside of her, and the way her tits bounced when I fucked her hard. And how her eyes rolled in the back of her head before fluttering shut when she came. But I wanted more. I wanted to wake up to her in the morning. I wanted to touch her whenever I fucking wanted, but most of all, I wanted to call her my old lady.

  With all the guys back to work, or chilling in the clubhouse, it was pretty quiet as I made my way to the office. I stepped inside and rested my hand on Sienna’s doorframe.

  She didn’t hear me come in. Her blonde hair covered her face as she scanned over more invoices. This thing with the statements not matching up had been bothering the hell out of her for weeks. I told her to give it up, but she wouldn’t.

  “Working hard?” I finally asked, and she put the invoices down, glancing up at me with that gorgeous smile.

  “I give up. I can’t find out where the mistake was made.”

  “The Sienna I know doesn’t give up on anything,” I said, slipping into her office and closing the door behind us.

  “I’ve gone over every little thing, and it doesn’t make sense. It’s not even something that is that big of a deal. I just don’t like mistakes.” As soon as she said it, she bit her lip and the word mistake hung between us like a thick cloud. “I didn’t mean…”

  “I know, sweetheart.”

  She got up from her desk, slipping out of a sweater she wore when the AC got too cold for her. Her stomach was growing and, pretty soon, I’d be a fucking dad. It was crazy to think about, but the idea was growing on me more and more every day. It might have been a mistake, but it was the best damn mistake I ever made.

  Sienna licked her lips as she came toward me, and I grabbed the back of my shirt, yanking it over my head.

  Her hands rested against my chest, as she leaned up and pressed a kiss to my lips. It was the stupidest fucking thing, but that little maneuver went right to my damn heart. After Aubree blew up our shit, things had been different between Sienna and I.

  The sex was still fucking amazing, but it didn’t feel like she was just using me anymore. Some days, we took our time and some nights she showed up on my doorstep and we made love for hours. We were back to talking, usually when Nick wasn’t anywhere in ear shot, but I’d fucking take it. Any moment with her, I would take.

  “I don’t have much time,” I said, tucking a blonde strand behind her ear. Her eyebrows knit together. “We have the meeting with Angelo. Nick asked me to stand behind him.”

  Sienna’s eyes lit up, her lip twitched at the corners, and damn if it wasn’t the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I snaked my hand around her waist, and pulled her tight against me. I was hard the minute my eyes landed on her.

  “How was your doctor’s appointment?” I asked. I offered to go with her, but she insisted it was just a routine check-up. “Everything okay with the little one?” I caressed her stomach, hating that it was covered by her dress.

  “Everything’s great with the little guy.”

  My eyes popped wide. “Little guy? It’s a boy?”

  She nodded, and the smile that only twitched at the corners earlier now fully stretched across her face. “It’s a boy.” I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up, spinning her around! “Fuck yeah!” I said, as I came to a stop, then carried her to the desk. I placed her down and took her face in my hands, pressing a kiss to her lips. “You’re giving me a son.” I rested my forehead against hers, and she ran her hands along my chest.

  “That’s what I want to talk to you about.”

  My heart almost fucking stopped as I pulled away from her. I feared this moment from the minute she finally started letting me in. She was going to end things. Tell me she was moving away and taking our son with her.

  “Hey, look at me,” she said, urging my face to hers.

  I linked my fingers with hers; needing to feel the connection I knew we had, before she tried to strip it away from me.

  “I want in,” she said, running her fingers across my day old stubble.

  Emotion clogged my throat as the realization settled in. I couldn’t speak, so I tightened my grip on her hands.

  “I want to be a family. I want to go to sleep in your arms and wake up in your arms. I want us to fight over getting up in the middle of the night to take care of our crying son. I want to stop hiding. I want it all.”

  I crushed my mouth to hers, not needing to hear anything else. I had heard enough to make me the happiest fucking bastard. She moaned against my lips, and I parted, thrusting my tongue against hers.

  I brought her hands up to my neck, and she wrapped them around me, as I knotted my hands in the softness of her hair. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say all that.”

  “I hope it was worth the wait.”

  Her lips muffled my laugh, and I shoved her dress out of the way, spreading her legs wide for me. I held my finger between us, and she took it in her mouth, stroking her tongue up and down, getting it nice and wet.

  I pulled it across her lips, causing her to moan again. “Kiss me,” she demanded, and I shook my head.

  “When are you going to learn, when it comes to sex, I’m in charge,” I said, just as I slipped my finger into her tight wet pussy. Her ass
arched off the desk and any rebuttal she had was lost to a series of sexy moans.

  The strap of her dress fell down her arm, and I brought it down the rest of the way. Black lace stared back at me, turning my cock to solid stone. I dragged my tongue along the laces edge before yanking the cup away and revealing pretty pink nipples. I dipped my head, taking the bud between my teeth, and mixing between swipes of my tongue and gentle nips.

  “I need your cock inside me now,” Sienna moaned.

  I slipped another finger into her wetness, and slid it in and out, syncing with the twirl of my tongue. Her muscles tightened around me, and she screamed her release into my shoulder.

  Her eyes rolled back, and then long lashes fluttered as her eyes closed. I pulled my fingers out and leaned into her ear, grazing my lips against her lobe. “Bend over for me, sweetheart.”

  She didn’t waste any time, sliding off the desk and resting her hands on the desk, sticking her ass up nice and high. My hand came down on the soft flesh with a smack as I grabbed her hip and positioned myself at her entrance. I swiped the head of my cock across her wetness before plunging deep.

  We both moaned. I gathered her hair in a ponytail, and held on, while I pumped my cock in and out of her tight little pussy. Her ass rippled as it smacked against me and I leaned back to watch. I stopped moving. “Fuck me, sweetheart.” She moved back and forth, sliding against me, soaking my cock with her juices. “Fucking beautiful,” I growled as she began to bounce her ass up and down.

  My balls tightened, and I was about to lose control. I grabbed her hips, stopping that beautiful show her ass was putting on for me and thrust into her hard and deep. “Oh God, Kade!” she cried out, just as I blew my load inside her.

  I kissed her bare back, and helped her pull the straps of her dress back into place. She turned in my arms, taking my face in her hands and kissing me with more passion and want than she ever had before.

  “Thanks for being patient with me,” she said.

  “Sweetheart, I would have waited eternity for you.” I kissed the top of her head as I buttoned my pants.

  “Can I just ask one more thing from you?”

  “Anything, sweetheart.”

  “I want to tell my dad on my own terms. It’s still too soon.”

  “Come on, lets just tell him. Because, until we tell him, you can’t have it all and, sweetheart, I want you to have it all. I want us to have it all.”

  “I’m not budging on this, Kade. Please just accept it.”

  I let out an aggravated breath. “If it’s what you want.”

  She nodded. “For now. We have forever to have it all.”

  “Look at you, looking to the future,” I said, kissing her. “I need to get going.” She pouted and fuck if I didn’t want to just drop everything to stay with her. I gripped her hips and pulled her against me. “I’ll see you tonight?”

  “Absolutely,” she said.

  “Good. I have something I want you to see.” I grabbed my shirt and tugged it into place. Just as I was about to walk out the door, Sienna called my name, and I turned with an arched eyebrow.

  “I meant to show this to you.” She held out a small piece of paper that looked like a photo. I took it in my hand, and warmth exploded around my heart. “It’s a sonogram. That’s our baby.”

  “I know what it is,” I said, but my voice was all rough with emotion. I pulled Sienna in for another hug, and kissed her head, as I stared at the miracle mistake that was our son. “Can I hang on to this?” I asked.

  “Of course. It’s yours.”

  “Sweetheart, from here on out, whatever is mine is yours too.” I kissed her one last time before walking out the door, and getting my mind to shift gears.

  Nick led the pack on his bike, while Cash and I rode together behind him. The rest of the guys were five minutes behind us in the van, ready to slip into the background and watch our backs.

  Sienna was on my mind the entire drive. It was like I was floating on a fucking cloud, so fucking thrilled that she finally fought through her shit and accepted what I’ve known forever. We were meant to be together. We were fucking perfect for each other. Now, if she could just find the courage to tell Nick that I was her guy, we could start our lives together.

  A late day shower sprinkled down on us as we pulled into a remote location we agreed on: outside of the town lines and secluded from any main roads. Nick kicked off his bike, and Cash and I followed.

  I rested my helmet on my handlebars, and pulled my cut into place. My .45 was placed just beneath it. The rain pelted us, but it was weather we were used to. Angelo came into view, and Nick walked ahead, as Cash and I stood back, watching over the exchange.

  Angelo was a cocky little fuck who I didn’t trust as far as I could throw him. There was still speculation over the way Carlos, the prior president of Montamos, died. Some say Angelo was the one who called the hit.

  Montamos was always a good alliance to have, but, with Angelo in charge, it was a completely different dynamic… a completely different club.

  I kept my eyes fixated on Angelo’s every move. Cash and I were close enough to hear the discussion. Heard Nick layout the terms and conditions for the truce. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a man behind a tree. He pulled out a gun and lined up a shot, pointing his barrel directly at Nick.

  “Nick!” I screamed, and everything happened in slow motion. Nick turned to me, and Angelo took off running. Cash went after Angelo, and I took a shot at the guy in the distance, but he used the fucking tree to protect his ass.

  I heard the gunshot, and went to knock Nick out of the way, when he shoved me back. Stunned at what just happened, I could do nothing but watch as Nick’s arms flew in the air and his back arched before he collapsed to the ground.

  Anger surged through my veins, and I emptied my gun on the bastard, but he ducked in and out of the trees. I would have run after him, and killed him with my bare fucking hands, but I couldn’t leave Nick. I ran to him, dropping to my knees, and took his head into my lap. I went to save his life, and somehow he managed to save mine.

  “Nick, why’d you do that? Talk to me,” I said, noticing the blood dripping from a hole in his stomach. It missed his cut, and tore right through his grey shirt, leaving a gaping hole in his flesh. I pressed my hand to it, trying to stop the bleeding, but there was so much blood.

  The sound of gunshots echoed in the distance, but I couldn’t worry about my other brothers right now. “I have to call a doctor, or Stanson.” I fumbled for my phone, and Nick’s hand knocked the phone out of my grasp. He latched onto me and squeezed. “Don’t fucking die on me, you old bastard.”

  “L-listen to me.” Sweat trickled down his face, as he took big heavy gasps. “Tell my baby girl I love her.”

  “Fuck that. You’re going to tell her,” I growled, slowly losing control of my emotions.

  “Promise me you’ll take care of her and my grandbaby.” Each word was a struggle for him, and I could see how badly it hurt him just to get them out.

  “Don’t talk. We’ll have this discussion at the hospital after they stitch you up.”

  He shook his head. “Promise me, Kade.”

  Nothing could prepare you for a moment like this. Every hardass bone in my body disappeared. Tears streamed down my face, burning my eyes like a bitch, and making it almost impossible to see. I squeezed his hand with both of mine. “I promise.”

  “You’re more than my brother.” His breathing was getting more ragged. “You’re my son.” A tear fell down his cheek. “I-if it had to be anyone… I’m glad it was you.”

  “You’ve always been like a father to me. You took me in, accepted me into the brotherhood when nobody wanted me. I’ll never forget that.” He was like the father I never had, and I only hoped I’d be half the father he ever was. “It’s a boy,” I managed around the lump in my throat.

  Through the pain and tears in his eyes, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “A boy,” he said, his voice taking on
a strange calm.

  I reached into my back pocket, pulling out the sonogram Sienna gave me earlier. “Look,” I said, taking his hand and placing the photo in it.

  “A grandson,” he said, just before his hand went limp.

  “No!” Red-hot emotion burned its way up my throat as sobs overtook my body. Unbearable pain ripped through my heart, and I fell back on my ass, crying into my hands like a boy who lost his father because that’s exactly how I felt.

  I choked, and my body shook as I tried to breathe air into my lungs. The rain began to fall harder, dripping down my face and mixing with my tears. A hand gripped my shoulder, and Cash fell to his knees beside me.

  We stayed there until I was soaked from head to toe. Eventually, the other guys found their way to us and dropped to their knees in mourning one by one: Phil, Beast, Miles, Braxton, and Hudson.

  Dice showed up last. His eyes landed on Nick’s lifeless body, and his brothers mourning on their knees.

  “No.” He backed up. “No. No!” he screamed. “No!” He slammed his fist into a tree, breaking the bark right off of it. Blood streamed from his hands, and Miles went to him, grabbing his arm and trying to comfort him. Dice shoved at his chest. “No. No. No.”

  Dice fell to his knees, his face distorted in indescribable pain. He punched the ground over and over; blood, water, mud and grass flying up around him before he finally collapsed into himself. He brought his knees to his chest and sobbed. Miles rested his hand on his shoulder, as the rest of us looked on completely helpless.

  I had no idea how long we stayed there, but eventually Stanford showed up and sent us home. We all went back to the clubhouse, unable to comprehend the massive tragedy we all just witnessed.

  “Whoever did this,” Beast grounded out. “Will fucking pay.”

  “It was Gordita’s army. Angelo set us up,” Cash said, as we made our way into the clubhouse. I recognized the men.

  “Fuck,” Miles said, heading to the bar and grabbing the entire bottle of Jack.