SONS OF ANARCHY meets BREAKING BAD (...buy super gay)
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Young and naïve, Everett's preference for bad boys lands him under the protection of a handsome biker named Knox. When a dangerous new attraction blossoms, will the two live lo...
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❥ EVERETT'S POV
With his mind completely tuned out of the conversation, Everett sits at the kitchen table staring off into space while Josie and a few other women cackle and gossip.
It doesn't matter that he'd rather be anywhere else but here. It's best to keep up appearances around the clubhouse instead of hiding in Knox's bedroom.
Anything is better than being forced to relive all the memories that were created in there.
"He's going to be okay, Everett." Josie touches his arm, making him flinch. "Knox, I mean. I know you've been worried sick about him since he got locked up. We all are even if the boys are too macho to show it."
Everett doesn't have it in him to fake a smile, barely has it in him to speak, so he simply nods and resumes ignoring the plate of food growing cold in front of him.
Stealing back The Jackals USB has proved to be more difficult than he initially thought.
He's tried twice to get into Mason's bedroom—the only person apart from Gavin who would have the USB in their possession—and both times he's been greeted with a locked door.
He's running out of options, time, and energy. More and more, his poker face slips. If anyone figures out what he's up to, then it's game over and his parents are dead. The Jackals won't have to worry about offing him because Gavin will certainly do it himself once he discovers Everett's betrayal.
"Emergency church meeting," Gavin storms past the kitchen on his cell phone. Urgency is loud in his steps, his posture stiffer than a board. "Yeah, another one... Nevermind all that and get your ass down here."
"Do you think he has an update on Knox?" Everett's chest tightens, and his body reacts before his mind can catch up. "It's been hours since the cops took him. Gavin has to know something new by now."
"I really wouldn't bother him right now—Everett, wait!" Josie protests, but Everett is already pushing back his chair so fast that it scrapes the floor.
"Gavin!" he shouts, rushing after the man. "Gavin, hey, hold up!" Catching up in the nearby hallway, he grabs Gavin's arm, demanding his attention. "Can we talk for a second? Please?"
"...listen, I'll meet you down there. Hang tight." Gavin ends the call and turns around. His eyes are hard but weary. "Hey, kid. I'm a bit busy. Can this wait—"
"It can't. What's been happening with Knox?" Everett asks. "It's been hours since the cops took him in. I know he'll use his one phone call on you, so has there been an update yet? Have you heard from him?"
"Actually, I haven't received a call as of yet, but I'm sure he's doing fine," Gavin replies. "Forgive me for not keeping you updated. It's been a while since we've had a fuck up like this, so my mind is all over the place."
