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He released me, and I walked over to the bar, taking a seat beside Thyrie. She looked at me. “You sure you’re good?”
I nodded and rested my head on her shoulder, letting my eyes shut. She reached up and patted my head a couple of times, then began stroking her fingers through my hair. “Subspace,hm?” she asked, figuring it out pretty quickly. It was the only time I was softer around everyone. When I nodded again, she hummed and leaned her cheek on my head. “You rest then.”
Hyram emerged from the hallway, paused, looked between the two of us, then made his way over. He leaned in to press a kiss to her lips. “You okay?” Hyram asked me.
“He’s fine,” Thyrie told him, which made me snort because sheliterallysnapped at William for doing the exact same thing as she just did. She patted my head again, a small smirk tilting her lips. She was clearly one of those, ‘do as I say, not as I do’ kind of people.
“You need anything?” Hyram asked her.
She shook her head. “Nope. I’m good. Just trying to prepare for my meeting later.” She reached up to pat his cheek. “Don’t work so hard.”
Hyram snorted. He didn’t know the meaning of not working hard. He was always in his office or dealing with club shit. And if he wasn’t dealing with those two things, he was trying to help Thyrie with her security business. He was the kind of man who liked to be kept busy, though with a woman like Thyrie, I had noidea how he didn’t constantly remain on his toes. Thyrie was a wild card.
“Got a meeting with Kaleen later,” he told her. “But I’ll do my best.”
Kaleen had taken the president patch of the SDMC. He’d formed his alliance with Rurik and the Bratva, and he and Hyram were negotiating an alliance that would be beneficial for both of the clubs. I liked Kaleen. He didn’t play games, and he had a good head on his shoulders. It was easy to see why Malik got along well with him.
Buteveryone, including the SDMC members, were concerned that the old president’s daughter hadn’t been found yet though. Months after her escape, she was still MIA. Law enforcement had mostly given up on finding her, and there were rumors she was down in the Caribbean living her best life.
My gut told me otherwise. Iknewshe’d eventually make her appearance, and it would be where and when we least expected it.
William emerged from the kitchen and set my coffee in front of me. After shucking his knuckle beneath my chin, he turned on his heel and disappeared once more, the scent of bacon and eggs wafting out when he opened the door.
“Think he’ll bring me some breakfast, too?” Thyrie asked as Hyram headed back for the hallway, no doubt to go bury himself in more club work.
I laughed softly and shook my head. “Not a chance in hell,” I told her.
She snorted. “He’s such a dick.”
My shoulders shook with laughter. Yeah, William was a dick, but he wasmydick, and I loved him just as he was.