25
Channing
Present day
“We either make this time work… Or we need to walk away…”
I might’ve joked about shitting when Heather said those words last night, but I swear, I almost did. Right then and there.
Heather Jax had balls of steel. If she said it, she meant it, and I’d been sweating the last six-pack I downed at her place ever since.
“There’s the guys.” Heather leaned forward and pointed at a group of cars lined up on the side of the road.
I slowed, stopping alongside Moose’s truck. He got out and came over as Heather rolled her window down.
If he was surprised to see her, he didn’t let it show. He raised his coffee in greeting. “Morning.”
If it was good or not was yet to be seen. I dipped my head. Heather had slept a little, maybe an hour, but not me. I’d been busy pissing m
