The Secret's Out (Hawks MC: Caroline Springs Charter, #1)

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Authors: Lila Rose
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we can get to Josie.”
    “Apparently, everyone has seen the hard-on we had for Josie, but they also saw that Josie had feelings for the both of us. Long story short, he’s given us the go-ahead to be with Josie. He thinks she’ll find her home in us, like we have with her.”
    “But she’s lookin’ at movin’ back to Ballarat and if we’re here...”
    “Boss thinks she won’t go anywhere if we aren’t.”
    “Holy motherfuckin’ shit.”
    “My thoughts exactly when you walked in.”
    “Holy shit.”
    “I know, brother.”
    “This crap just got real. Nothin’s holding us back from her now.”
    “Nope, but we’re still bringin’ her into it slow.”
    “Shit, yeah. Can’t scare her off, not when all this could work out for the three of us to be happy.”
    “Damn right. Now let’s roll, go eat at our woman’s diner.”
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    B illy
    Things were finally lookin’ up. When Pick had come to me with the idea of sharin’ Josie, at first, I thought he was crazy. But really, it was the best fuckin’ idea he’d ever had. Now all we had to do was worry about Josie going for it as well. Damn, I hoped she did. Though it wouldn’t be for a while, she, our woman , needed to be handled with care. We all knew she’d had no one since that fuckface. And he wouldn’t have been good to her, so of course she was gonna be apprehensive when it came to things in the bedroom...or the kitchen, living room, over the Harley.
    Fuck. Now I was hard from thinkin’ of all the places I wanted to take her.
    Still, that wouldn’t be happenin’ for a while yet. We needed to give our woman time to get used to seein’ us every day, to get used to us being around her, wantin’ to touch her in innocent ways before it escalated into more.
    I’d do anything for Josie and if that meant sharing her and waiting, then fuck yes, I would do it.
    No matter the amount of blue balls I had to suffer through.
    Lookin’ to Pick riding in front of me on his Harley, I thought, like him, he was the only brother that I’d be willing to share Josie with. What helped was the stuff we’d been through and the fact that Josie already had feelings for the both of us. Not saying it was gonna be easy watching them together or when they were having their own alone time. Still, it’d be easier knowing she was with a man who cared for her as much as I did. We both wanted the best for her and we both thought we could give her that.
    Damn, I hoped she went for it.
    Pick already knew where Josie worked from Nancy. We pulled our rides up out front in one of the few spare parks. Looked to be a busy day. Without words, we stalked our way to the diner. Upon opening the door, we heard yelled, “Leave her be, young man.”
    Our gazes settled on what was before us and knowing Pick, ‘cause like me, we didn’t like what we saw. In fact, anger rumbled up and shot out of my chest on a roar, “Get the fuck away from her.”
    Josie was being held around the waist by some dick sitting in a booth. An older lady, no doubt her boss, was standing in front, but off to the side, so I could see the panicked look on Josie’s face. 
    “Josie, here now,” Caden growled. Josie went to get up, but fuck-head tightened his grip on her waist.
    The diner was quiet, and fuck it to hell, nearly full. The damage I wanted to do to the fucker wasn’t gonna happen when so many witnesses were around.
    Caden’s hand touched my back before he started for the table. That touch told me to check my anger, told me to be calm and not hot-headed about it, like I fuckin’ wanted to be. Damn it.
    With clenched hands, I walked after Caden, dodging through the tables and chairs scattered around. Some of the idiot’s mates eyed us and I got a thrill when their eyes landed on our vests.
    Yeah, motherfuckers, look who you gotta deal with.
    One pansy even stood, muttering, “I’m not getting involved in this.” And then left as Caden and I stopped just in front of their

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