"So, how's it going with my brother?"
Denise's head snapped up from where she lay lounging on the screened-in porch with Roni. Since Denise had already been out there, that's where they had decided to stay.
"Good," she answered too quickly, her voice too high pitched.
Like a hound dog on the scent of a kill, Roni sat up straighter, grinning wildly. "He's gotten to you, hasn't he?"
She did not under any circumstances want to talk about this. Telling him that she hadn't had sex in thirteen years was embarrassing enough, but to tell his sister...she wasn't really down for all of that.
"Gotten to me?" she played dumb.
"Whatever. My brother is a good lookin' guy. I know that. The two of you in this house every night, I'm sure you've gotten...close."
"First of all, we aren't in this house every night. I think we may have spent two nights in this house together, that's it. Second of all, I'm a mother. I take care of my children most of the time. There is absolutely nothing sexy about that. In no way has he 'gotten to me'."
"You doth protest too much."
Roni knew that Denise was worried. She'd heard it in her voice when Denise had called to ask her to come over. What better way to distract her than to talk about sex?
Never having what one would call a gossipy girlfriend before, Denise was out of her element. Was it okay to talk to other women about this stuff?
"So we had a 'moment', but it was not sex. Trust me." Her face burned a bright red, giving her completely away.
"Oh do tell." Roni clapped her hands together, excited for her brother and her friend.
"It was just a couple of kisses."
"Just a couple of kisses? The way you're blushing, that must have been some kiss."
She cleared her throat and took a deep breath. "To be honest, even though I am a mother I don't have a lot of experience. He makes me nervous. I mean I'm sure he has women all over the place."
"I could lie and tell you that my brother is a saint, but he's not. Just give him time, he'll bring you over to the dark side," she giggled, eyebrows raised.
Denise wasn't sure exactly where the dark side was, but it went without saying that she wanted to experience it.
"Post club members at every exit of this hospital, nobody gets in or leaves that we don't know about," Liam instructed as the MC went about damage control.
One of the policemen on their payroll had already conceded the police presence that was supposed to be posted outside of Meredith's door. Tyler now stood there, daring anyone who walked by to say a word to him. The nurses openly flirted, the doctors stayed out of his way. It was very evident that he would be okaying anyone who went through that door.
"Liam, I need to have a word with you."
He groaned. He knew that voice and he didn't want to have to deal with this right now. "What Rooster?"
"Where were you and your club tonight?" he asked, casually resting his hand on his gun belt, and looking the other man in the eyes.
Liam hated when he rested his hand on his gun belt. It straight up pissed him off. "Not that I have to tell you. If you really had something, you'd be arresting me so fast my head would spin, but I'll do you a favor since we go so far back. We were at the clubhouse, watching the news like everyone else in this town."
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Meant To Be - Heaven Hill Series #1
RomanceSingle mother. Laid off factory worker. Drug runner for the Heaven Hill Motorcycle Club. When Denise Cunningham is served with foreclosure papers on her birthday, it's the last straw in a long line of bad luck. Sitting and crying about things has ne...