Steel My Soul (Motorcycle Club Romance) (Sons Of Steel Motorcycle Club Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
muttered. You could tell it was one of those things we weren't supposed to hear, a subtle little passive aggressive dig that we were supposed to ignore. So I did just that. Lord knows I had already said my piece. But Case, well, that big blond motherfucker had a different idea of how things were gonna go. "If you're telling me that we should just let that traitorous asshole waltz right back in here on his gimpy leg, then you and I have a really big problem." Case stood up from the metal folding chair with a resounding screech, pulling himself to his full six-foot four height. But all of us knew him too well to fall for that shit. "Sit the fuck down," J. said dismissively. "You know as well as I do that I'm not going to fight you over this." I watched Case sit back down again, shimmering rage over his face, his huge fists clenched at his sides. The big blond dude was ready to murder someone or something.
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