Billy Jeffers: Rockers of Steel

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problem?”
    “No, officer.”
    I grab my license and hand it to him as Madison walks out and sighs. She smiles as she walks over.
    “I am so sorry, officer. I was terrified I couldn’t hold it anymore.” She places her hand low on her belly. “Our little one does not stay off my bladder. I swear this one is gonna be a gymnast.”
    I cannot believe she just lied to a cop. She is going to get us thrown in jail!
    “Do you have kids?” she asks, rubbing her belly.
    Fucking Madison. I want to bend her over right now and use a switch on her ass.
    I look at the officer as he reaches down, and all I can think is he’s going to pull a fucking gun. I step closer to Madison and actually take her hand, becoming part of this lie.
    Instead, he pulls out his wallet. “Three girls. The youngest just turned a year.”
    She lets go of my hand and looks at his pictures. “Absolutely beautiful.” She grins.
    “I shouldn’t be doing this, but”—he leans closer—“my wife couldn’t stand road trips, and honestly, neither could I. All that stopping and starting.” He sighs, grabs my shoulder, and winks at me. “She looks tired; you should drive.”
    And we are in the clear.
    “I look tired?” Her bottom lip pops out in full-on pout mode, and there she is, Madison Black. We are going to end up cuffed and in the back of a squad car.
    “You look amazing,” I interject, hoping she will shut up.
    “Sure do, miss,” he says. “Sexy, actually.”
    She dives into my chest and hugs me. “You still think I’m sexy, don’t you?”
    “We need to go, dear.” I smile and pat her back.
    “Not until you say it.”
    “I’d say it if I were you,” the officer warns.
    “You know I think you are; why do you need me to say it?” I scowl at her.
    “All women need to hear their man tell them they’re sexy,” the officer interjects.
    “Well, a woman like her doesn’t need to hear it all the time; she knows damn well what she does to me.” I fake a smile.
    “I feel what I do to you right now … on my belly.”
    The officer, Madison’s new best friend, busts up laughing. “Oh, snap!”
    This is fucking ridiculous.
    Madison pulls back and gives me an evil, little smirk before she turns around to the officer. “I’m really sorry about the speeding, and the—”
    “Okay, let’s get you in the car.” I swear she’s going to get us arrested.
    “Can I hug you?”
    “Of course you can.” He looks around. “I Just hope my lady isn’t around. She’s my queen, but she may get a little angry, you know.” He opens his arms, and she hugs him.
    “As long as I don’t feel you on my belly, I’m sure she—”
    “Madison, get in the car,” I sneer at her.
    “Looks like you made your king angry.” He winks then lets go. He looks at me and narrows his eyes then points. “You drive carefully. And don’t forget to tell your little woman she’s sexy. Not doing that is a crime.” He turns, gives Madison a wink, and then walks into the store.
    “I cannot believe you.” I shake my head. “Get in the car.”
    “Open the door for me.” She crosses her arms in front of her chest.
    “Are you serious right now?” I huff.
    She smiles. “He’s watching.”
    “Fine,” I grumble. “That’s just fine.”

    Once back on the highway, I look over at her. “That was stupid, you know?”
    She shrugs. “Why?”
    “You lied to a cop,” I remind her sternly.
    “Be happy I got out of it. I would have been so pissed at you.” She smirks.
    “You had to tell him you were pregnant?”
    “Oh, please, you held my hand, Mr. Innocent.”
    I nod. “Fine.”
    “And you kind of got jealous.” She is egging me on.
    “That wasn’t what you think it was.” I give her a look meant to intimidate, knowing damn well it won’t.
    “Uh-huh, sure it wasn’t.” She shakes her head.
    Her phone rings through the speakers. I hit answer, and she says, “Hello?”
    “Hey, where you at?”
    It’s Memphis.
    “I would guess about two hours

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