She smirked.“Deal.As long as you keep my secret.”
I held out my hand.“Deal.”
We shook.
“You told her about the baby?”Mason asked, surprised.
Adley sighed.“She figured it out when I didn’t have a boozy shake the other day,” Adley confessed.“We need to tell everyone because I have almost let it slip at least fifty times since we found out.”
“Not until we get things figured out with the Northbound Reapers,” Mason said.
“And when is that going to be?”Adley asked.
He pressed a kiss to her lips.“Soon.So until then, both of you need to keep your lips sealed.”
I held up my hands.“I will not tell a soul.”
Adley leaned into Mason and sighed.“Fine, but it would be great if you guys could put the pedal to the metal, yeah?”
“Working on it.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Ender
I knew something was off the second I stepped through the doorway of church.
Wrecker stood at the head of the table, arms crossed, and his expression unreadable.Pipe leaned against the wall near him, phone in hand like he’d just finished, or was about to start making another call.
I slid into a chair and leaned back, crossing my arms, jaw tight.
Wrecker cleared his throat.
“King reached out to Yogi,” he said.
That got my attention fast.
“The Devil’s Knights told him they’ve got some guys heading up north,” Wrecker continued.“Asked if they could crash at the Northbound Reapers clubhouse for the night.”
A low murmur rolled around the table.
“And?”Jude asked.
“And Yogi said yes.”
That sent a ripple through the room.Guys shifted in their seats.A couple leaned forward, elbows hitting the table.Others mumbled quietly under their breath.
I leaned forward too.“This was your plan?Why couldn’t you tell us you were doing this?”
Wrecker’s eyes snapped to mine.“Last I checked,” he said evenly, “I’m the president of this club.”
The words weren’t loud, but they landed hard.
I didn’t back down.“I thought being part of this club meant we voted on shit.That we were all in the loop.”
Dad shot me a look sharp enough to cut glass.“Ender,” he warned.
I ignored him.