Sledge grunts something in agreement, but Axle speaks as he walks up to us. “Supposedly this
“Herrin just wants to see what they’re up to. More than likely she’s a spy that Benny
his front wheel next to my back one. Hershel—Pop’s second longest loyalist—takes my left, getting even with Sledge. We pace
Jeans that are just a little too big hide her curves. Her shirt hugs her, showing me her flat stomach and fucking perfect chest. And those eyes—a shade of green that I’ve never seen. She bites her lower lip as she studies me, taking me in like she’s curious. Granted, I don’t look like the riffraff she had bring her over here. She looks young—too yo...
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