🥾AXTON🥾
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I could hear my phone ring. It had to be important for whoever to be calling me. After a long day of pretending to be an interior decorator, I felt too sleepy to give a damn. I turned over and borrowed against Herc's back.
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"Baabe. Your phone," Herc's fingers weakly swatted at my face.
"Nooo. Don't want toooo. Need. Sleep."
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"GO." He ordered after none too gently slapping the phone to my ear.
I grudgingly got out of bed and dragged my feet to the bathroom.
PHONE CALL
"MMPH?"
["Hey, it's West."]
"West?"
["Ver's brother?"]
"Ohh. OOOH. Did something come up with Ver?"
["She's headed to the airport to you and your boyfriend."]
"Okay. Thanks for calling."
["Sure. I'll text you her flight info."]
"Mmmp. Goodnight."
I ended the call and checked the time. It read four-fourty-five. I sighed as I had about forty minutes till wake up time. I dragged myself back to bed. I heavily placed my phone on the nightstand, pulled back the comforter, and glued myself to Herc.
"Mmmp...whooo...was...it?"
"West."
"West who?"
"Verity's brother."
"What'd he want?"
"Ver's on a plane."
"She's coming?"
"Yeah. The girls will be happy,"
"Is it the 18th already?"
"Dunno. Too early to care."
I heard a rustle and the light from a phone.
"It's the sixteenth." Herc announced in a slightly confused lilt.
"That's nice. Two days early."
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RUNAWAY
AdventureVerity Jayne, a biker, lacks the freedom to do as she pleases. Her father and older brothers go overboard with keeping her out of harm's way. Now an adult she wants freedom from her family and a biker prez from a rival mc. Axton is a biker prez and...
