WOLF: An Evil Dead MC Story (The Evil Dead MC Series Book 4) by Nicole James

on the ass. “I do, so shut up and let’s get busy, woman.”
    Shannon grinned down at him. “Yes, sir.”
     
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    Later that morning, after Crash had left, Shannon sat at the kitchen island, drinking coffee with Angel, who had come over to cheer her up. She stared at the calendar that she had taped to the refrigerator. The one she used to keep track of her cycle. And then she frowned as her eyes focused in on Saturday’s date, and she straightened.
    “This weekend is Crystal’s birthday. Have you talked to her?”
    “Not in a while,” Angel replied sipping her coffee. “She’s working as a receptionist at a tattoo shop in Grand Junction, Colorado.”
    “Oh, really? How is she doing?”
    Angel shrugged. “After she lost the baby, she was kind of depressed for a while. She always put on a brave front when I talked to her, but I knew she was hurting. I should have gone out there and visited her then, but Brayden was sick with those ear infections and, well, I just never went.”
    Shannon nodded. “I can only imagine how she felt losing the baby.”
    “She wasn’t very far along, but still, it hit her pretty hard.”
    “I miss her. It’s hard when she’s so far away.”
    “We should go see her,” Angel suggested.
    Shannon thought a moment, and then said with a sly smile, “I’ve got a better idea.”
    “What’s that?”
    “The boys are all out of town this weekend. Crash said they’d be gone at least three days.” The wheels started turning.
    “Yes. So?” Angel cocked her head at Shannon. “You’re getting that look in your eyes. What are you planning?”
    “I need to be cheered up. All this trying at baby-making has taken its toll. And since I’m not pregnant, I’m going to drink this weekend. So, I was thinking…”
    “Yes?”
    “With the boys out of town, maybe this is the perfect opportunity for a girl’s weekend. And since its Crystal’s birthday…”
    “Yeah?”
    “I’m thinking Vegas.”
    “Vegas? I don’t know, Shannon. I’m not sure I can swing that. Vegas can get expensive.”
    “My treat. I’ll pay for everyone’s rooms. And I bet I can get the company jet. Even with my father gone, my mother is still on the Board of Directors. I’m sure she’d let us use it. You, me, Mary, Crystal and maybe Natalie if she wants to go.”
    “You’re serious?”
    “Absolutely. Who can you get to watch the kids?”
    “I don’t know. If Natalie comes, I’ll need a sitter for TJ, Melissa and Brayden. And Mary will need someone to watch Billy.”
    “How about Mary’s mother?”
    “Mama Wu?” Angel frowned, thinking. “The kids do love her. Maybe she’ll do it.”
    “Good. It’s all set.”
    “Whoa, whoa, whoa. You’re forgetting one important roadblock. The guys will kill us.”
    “They won’t be here. They don’t ever have to know.”
    “I can’t lie.”
    “Okay, fine. We just won’t tell them until we get there.”
    “I don’t know, Shannon.”
    “Don’t you want to cheer up Crystal for her birthday?”
    “Yes, of course. Okay, fine. But what if she says no?”
    Shannon bit her lip, thinking. “She’ll probably use work as an excuse. So…we’ll just have to circumvent that.”
    “How?”
    “We’ll call her boss first and talk him into letting her have the weekend off.”
    Angel grinned. “You are so devious.”
    “Not devious. Just good at removing roadblocks.”
    “Um hmm. What about that big two-hundred pound roadblock you call a husband? What are you going to do when he flips his freaking lid over this?”
    “You know what they say. Better to apologize later, than ask permission first.”
    “Oh, is that what they say?” Angel grinned, but still looked unconvinced.
    Shannon pouted. “Come on. You know they’ll never let us go. We have to just do it and beg for mercy later. Where’s your sense of adventure?”
    “It’s overshadowed by my sense of self-preservation. And by the way, mercy isn’t going to be high on those boys’ lists