Discovering Me
Page 24
What the fuck is wrong with them?
“If I hear one more person worried about just Winer, I’m gonna start fuckin’ tearin’ heads off. That is a motherfuckin’ promise!” I rage with an anger unlike any I have ever felt before in my entire life.
I understand Winter is in a delicate situation and I care about my niece or nephew, but that is not what is important at this very moment.
“It’s the truth,” Berry replies.
“Ma! That’s enough! Go back to the live-in,” ZZ orders.
Berry says not another word as she turns around and stomps out of the clubhouse with a fitful attitude. She has no reason to be in a shit mood. It’s my best friend, a woman I love, that is fucking gone!
“Brother,” I seethe. “If anything happens to her…”
He puts his phone up to his ear. “Juan, Piper and a redhead named Jinx were fuckin’ taken by the Mexicans. Do what you can, no cost spared,” he orders and then hangs up the phone.
“Brother, it’s Piper. As long as she can keep her smart mouth in check, she’ll make it through this.” ZZ tries to reassure me.
Yeah, if she can keep her mouth shut. My entire body has not stopped shaking since I got the news that a woman I cherish was taken. She was supposed to be safe here, on the compound, and she wasn’t. I walk out of the clubhouse to the office building and flop down in the chair that sits next to the desk where Piper’s gun rests. Why wasn’t it strapped to her? She knows better. God, if one hair on her is harmed, there is no telling what I will do.
And for the first time in my entire life, I’m scared. I am downright fucking petrified. That girl means everything to me. She is my ALL.
“Sniper…”
I tilt my head to the side as Storm walks in and sits in the other chair. “I’m sorry. But if they want to make sure we know they mean business, the window to find Piper and Jinx is very short,” she chokes. “The window is short. Do you understand?”
Do I? Of course I fucking do! My beautiful, snarky best friend will disappear, and I will never see her again if we do not hurry and find her.
“Forty eight hours. That’s pushing it, Sniper. She’s been gone for six hours…”
Is that all we have? Jamaica isn’t that big of a town, but it is big enough to hide two people for two days and even longer.
“Storm, transport. How will they do it?”
Any other time I would hate asking questions that would bring up her past, but we have two women’s lives on the line here.
“The cameras showed the chloroform that made them pass out. She’s probably just now waking up, if, and that’s a big if, they dosed her with enough.”
God dammit!
“Where would they keep her? What type of room?”
I need details. The more knowledge I have, the more my brain can start to map out all the possible places I need to start turning over and burning to the ground.
“Basements, attics, and blacked out rooms. Those kinds of areas would be the first places to look. Oh, and warehouses. Ones with hardly any attention drawn to them.”
My mind is working overtime, and I have already lost track of the number of places my brain is throwing at me.
“If anything happens to her, Storm… I can’t deal, babe, I fuckin’ can’t,” I choke. “We didn’t leave off on good terms.”
I hope she knows I will come for her. I won’t stop until I find her.
“Sniper, look at me. You need to calm the fuck down, I’m freaking out too, but you do her no good if you can’t get your fuckin’ head together, all right?”
I bring my hands up to my face and scrub at my eyes as Piper smiles, and the first time I met her filters in my memory.
I throttle my lady down, kick the stand, and climb off. As I make my way to the house that shelters all these new women in our lives, I adjust my cock.
“It can’t be that big to where you need to grab yourself,” a woman says to me.
Well, ain’t she a beautiful little smartass. “Oh, darlin’, it’s big enough. Want to find out?”
Oh hell. Me and my mouth. She was just rescued from a sex club, and I’m making sex jokes. What the hell is wrong with me?
“Oh, get your boxers out of wad. I’m Piper, by the way,” she says with a sweet smile that could light up the sky.
Well, if she has a sense of humor…
“Babe, I go commando. My junk barely fits in my jeans,” I tease her.
“Put your money wear your mouth is. Drop ‘em,” she dares me.
Is she for real?
“I can read minds, ya know,” she jokes. “I am for real.”
I give her a dumbfounded look of disbelief.
“I’m jokin’, but that’d be cool. But seriously, don’t say you can barely fit your jeans and not show proof. C’mon, drop ‘em.”
She asked for it. I undo my belt, unbutton my pants, unzip my zipper, and drop my pants.
“Well…” She coughs. “That’s a really large dick. You can… you can put it away now.”
I chuckle and pull my pants back up, redo my buckle, and walk towards the little woman. Her beautiful green eyes laugh at me as I stand in front of her and she looks up at me.
Her little hands go to her hips, and she makes a tough little stance. “Your big size doesn’t intimidate me.”
“Which size, darlin’? My build or my cock?”
“If I hear one more person worried about just Winer, I’m gonna start fuckin’ tearin’ heads off. That is a motherfuckin’ promise!” I rage with an anger unlike any I have ever felt before in my entire life.
I understand Winter is in a delicate situation and I care about my niece or nephew, but that is not what is important at this very moment.
“It’s the truth,” Berry replies.
“Ma! That’s enough! Go back to the live-in,” ZZ orders.
Berry says not another word as she turns around and stomps out of the clubhouse with a fitful attitude. She has no reason to be in a shit mood. It’s my best friend, a woman I love, that is fucking gone!
“Brother,” I seethe. “If anything happens to her…”
He puts his phone up to his ear. “Juan, Piper and a redhead named Jinx were fuckin’ taken by the Mexicans. Do what you can, no cost spared,” he orders and then hangs up the phone.
“Brother, it’s Piper. As long as she can keep her smart mouth in check, she’ll make it through this.” ZZ tries to reassure me.
Yeah, if she can keep her mouth shut. My entire body has not stopped shaking since I got the news that a woman I cherish was taken. She was supposed to be safe here, on the compound, and she wasn’t. I walk out of the clubhouse to the office building and flop down in the chair that sits next to the desk where Piper’s gun rests. Why wasn’t it strapped to her? She knows better. God, if one hair on her is harmed, there is no telling what I will do.
And for the first time in my entire life, I’m scared. I am downright fucking petrified. That girl means everything to me. She is my ALL.
“Sniper…”
I tilt my head to the side as Storm walks in and sits in the other chair. “I’m sorry. But if they want to make sure we know they mean business, the window to find Piper and Jinx is very short,” she chokes. “The window is short. Do you understand?”
Do I? Of course I fucking do! My beautiful, snarky best friend will disappear, and I will never see her again if we do not hurry and find her.
“Forty eight hours. That’s pushing it, Sniper. She’s been gone for six hours…”
Is that all we have? Jamaica isn’t that big of a town, but it is big enough to hide two people for two days and even longer.
“Storm, transport. How will they do it?”
Any other time I would hate asking questions that would bring up her past, but we have two women’s lives on the line here.
“The cameras showed the chloroform that made them pass out. She’s probably just now waking up, if, and that’s a big if, they dosed her with enough.”
God dammit!
“Where would they keep her? What type of room?”
I need details. The more knowledge I have, the more my brain can start to map out all the possible places I need to start turning over and burning to the ground.
“Basements, attics, and blacked out rooms. Those kinds of areas would be the first places to look. Oh, and warehouses. Ones with hardly any attention drawn to them.”
My mind is working overtime, and I have already lost track of the number of places my brain is throwing at me.
“If anything happens to her, Storm… I can’t deal, babe, I fuckin’ can’t,” I choke. “We didn’t leave off on good terms.”
I hope she knows I will come for her. I won’t stop until I find her.
“Sniper, look at me. You need to calm the fuck down, I’m freaking out too, but you do her no good if you can’t get your fuckin’ head together, all right?”
I bring my hands up to my face and scrub at my eyes as Piper smiles, and the first time I met her filters in my memory.
I throttle my lady down, kick the stand, and climb off. As I make my way to the house that shelters all these new women in our lives, I adjust my cock.
“It can’t be that big to where you need to grab yourself,” a woman says to me.
Well, ain’t she a beautiful little smartass. “Oh, darlin’, it’s big enough. Want to find out?”
Oh hell. Me and my mouth. She was just rescued from a sex club, and I’m making sex jokes. What the hell is wrong with me?
“Oh, get your boxers out of wad. I’m Piper, by the way,” she says with a sweet smile that could light up the sky.
Well, if she has a sense of humor…
“Babe, I go commando. My junk barely fits in my jeans,” I tease her.
“Put your money wear your mouth is. Drop ‘em,” she dares me.
Is she for real?
“I can read minds, ya know,” she jokes. “I am for real.”
I give her a dumbfounded look of disbelief.
“I’m jokin’, but that’d be cool. But seriously, don’t say you can barely fit your jeans and not show proof. C’mon, drop ‘em.”
She asked for it. I undo my belt, unbutton my pants, unzip my zipper, and drop my pants.
“Well…” She coughs. “That’s a really large dick. You can… you can put it away now.”
I chuckle and pull my pants back up, redo my buckle, and walk towards the little woman. Her beautiful green eyes laugh at me as I stand in front of her and she looks up at me.
Her little hands go to her hips, and she makes a tough little stance. “Your big size doesn’t intimidate me.”
“Which size, darlin’? My build or my cock?”
