You’d have thought Tracker had an aneurysm with the way he looked at Raven. I’d barely been able to hold my laughter in as he demanded she tell him how the hell she bypassed his security on the house.
Raven still hasn’t told him and it’s the funniest part of it all because she’d told me— she’d seduced one of his brothers to tell her the damn code.
Shaking my head, I start my car and head to DP. I glance out the back windshield to make sure Neo or Cane are behind me. I never know which one is with me until I see them. It may seem annoying as hell having them follow me everywhere, but it also eases my mind to have someone with me if needed.
It doesn’t take me long to get to the club and inside the building. As I walk through the main bar area, I make my way toward the hallway where the offices are. Just as I’m about to step into my office, I hear voices from farther down the hall. On silent feet, I make my way toward them. My stomach knots up as I realize who the voices belong to along with which room they’re coming from.
Tracker’s office.
“Come on, baby, you know you want us to fuck you.” My heart stops at Dixie’s words.
“I’m sure she doesn’t give it to you as good as we do.” Gia’s voice follows.
“She’ll never know. I mean, it’s not like she knows you’re here or anything. I mean, seriously, baby, our pussies miss your dick,” Dixie whines.
“I’ve told you both, we’re done. As tempting as it is to sink my cock between your lips while watching Gia eat your pussy, I’m not doing it,” Tracker growls.
“But baby,” Gia murmurs huskily.
“Stop callin’ me that shit,” Tracker snaps.
Peeking around the doorway, I spot both those skanks on either side of Tracker with their hands running along his chest.
“You know we’re better than that stuck-up bitch you’ve been fuckin’. Let me make you feel better,” Dixie says as she begins to kneel in front of him.
Tracker immediately reacts and grips the hateful bitch by her hair. “I told you, we’re done,” he snarls, pulling Dixie to her feet.
“But you just said you’d like to have your cock in my mouth. I can make it happen, baby. I want nothing more than to swallow your cum down my throat.” I have to cover my mouth to keep from making a noise. I need to see what he does.
“I fuckin’ said it was tempting, not that I wanted it. It’s the fuckin’ same as havin’ a hard dick at a strip club— you see it, but you don’t have to do shit. I fuckin’ love my ol’ lady and the fact she has to put up with you bitches flaunting your shit about already havin’ had my cock is startin’ to piss me the fuck off. This is your final warning,” Tracker declares and my heart soars.
“More like, they can get their shit and get out VP. They know the rules. Don’t fuck with the men with ol’ ladies,” Stoney sneers from behind me, causing me to jump as he moves around me to enter the office, touching my back as he does.
“Even better,” Tracker says. “This shit has to stop.”
“But you can’t do that. We did nothing wrong,” Dixie protests.
“Did nothing wrong, my ass. Told your ass several times over the past month that I didn’t want your asses anymore,” Tracker snarls.
“Get your shit and get out before his ol’ lady beats your asses,” Stoney orders as Tracker’s gaze snaps to the doorway, where I’d finally moved so he could see me standing there.
“Sweetness?” He calls my name in question.
“That bitch is the reason for all this. Everything was perfect until she came here,” Gia snaps.
“Don’t even try that shit. I’ve done nothing to your ass even when I should have. Now, be a good skanky slut and get your shit like Stoney said. I should have fired your asses months ago,” I sneer at them as I make my way toward Tracker.
After hearing this shit, I know I don’t have to worry anymore. Stepping into his hold, I look up to him. “So glad to have you home. We’ll be discussing this later, but right now, I want to get out of here. I’d intended to get some paperwork done, but now I just want to leave and enjoy some time with you before the ultrasound appointment,” I say, hugging him.
“You got it, Vi. Since these bitches ruined the surprise I had for you, I’ll just have to figure a way to make this shit up to you,” Tracker murmurs, placing a kiss to the top of my head as I turn just enough to see the two horrible women.
“Wait a minute, did she just say ultrasound appointment?” Dixie demands as Neo drags her and Gia from the room.
“You two are expecting?” Stoney asks in confirmation.
“Yep, Vi and I are having a kid together,” Tracker says. Glancing up at him, I notice the largest grin on his face.
“Congrats, you two. Get out of here. Spend the day together doing whatever the fuck it is you do. I’ll get Neo and Cane to make sure these two cunts are removed from the bar,” Stoney declares. Turning my attention to him, to find him looking smug.
“Thanks, Prez, though I gotta admit that grin is scary as shit,” Tracker chuckles.
“What? I can’t grin about something that’s good news,” Stoney laughs.
“Not normally. I’d swear Rach has scrambled that head of yours to make you be nice when you’re normally a dick,” Tracker says and both men burst out laughing.
“You two are starting to scare me. Why wouldn’t Stoney be smiling? I mean he’s always been nice to me,” I say in confusion. I know Stoney can be a ruthless hard ass, but I’ve always felt I could trust him.
“Only you would think Stoney was nice, baby. The only one he’s nice to are his kids and ol’ lady,” Tracker says, pressing a kiss to the side of my head.
“Well, until he does something to hurt me, I’ll still say he’s nice to me. Now, let’s let the man do what he’s gonna do and the two of us head out. I honestly could go for a chicken BLT with a vanilla malt shake from Omar’s,” I state.
“Damn, she’s wanting that shit too? What’s up with pregnant women and sweets?” Stoney mutters.
“I don’t know, but I’ll take that over watching Vi eat a pickle in choco— wait a minute. What do you mean pregnant women and sweets?” Tracker demands.
“Rachel’s pregnant too,” Stoney shrugs with a grin marring his face.
“Well, damn. Congrats to you as well,” Tracker chuckles.
“Yep, now you two get out of here,” Stoney commands jokingly.
As Tracker and I head down the hall, I stop him. “What surprise are you talking about?” I ask.
Grinning, he takes me into my office and pushes me against the door when it closes. “I’d intended to surprise you by meeting you at the doctor’s office. I came by here to check on something in my office, but then all that bullshit happened.” He sighs.
“Oh, well, damn them for ruining my surprise, but then, this is better,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I missed you.” Gripping the back of his head, I pull his mouth to mine, giving him a kiss that I hope put any and all other kisses he’s had to shame.
I want this man to remember only my mouth on him and no other.