27
Greta loved spending time with her mother, but her nerves were legitimately fraying. Although she hadn’t verbalized her stress, Cutter decided the time had come to return home. New Hampshire didn’t mandate that bikers wear helmets, so Kingdom was on babysitting duty, making sure the brothers didn’t get themselves killed. Greta would take over the office, giving Sage the chance to join Kingdom, who was about to lose his s**t without her.
Cutter stopped at the motel’s front desk to check out and waved her outside with an order to relax and soak in the sun. Lounging on a wooden Adirondack chair on the tiny motel lawn, Greta played with the buckle and metal rings on her thigh harness. Face lifted toward the sun, she absorbed the warm rays and drifted into a drowsy form of contentment. The
