Cruz (Dark and Dirty Sinners' MC #5) - Serena Akeroyd Page 0,43
“Why doesn’t it surprise me that your mom would be like that?”
Giulia sighed. “She used to be a lot of things. Then she changed. Got together with this secondhand car dealer and he turned her into a real Stepford wife.”
“That's why you threw caution to the wind and hooked up with Nyx?”
“Nah. I did that because he’s my soul mate.”
She said it so matter-of-factly that I knew she didn’t doubt her words. As for me, her statement had me sitting up which, of course, made my back ache. “You believe in soul mates?”
“Not until Nyx,” she assured me, a small smile playing on her mouth.
“What makes you think you’re… that?”
“Because I get him and he gets me. I know what he is and I love him anyway, and I know he feels the same way.”
I pursed my lips. “Is that what love is?”
“Sounds like the start of a power ballad,” she teased, and while her eyes were dancing, her voice turned serious as she said, “Acceptance is a pretty powerful motivator when there’s a lot about you that many people couldn’t accept.”
Huh.
I frowned at that, but slowly sank back against the sofa. Then, because it felt too much like a goddamn shrink’s couch and I’d been on enough of those for a lifetime, I sat up, straightened out, and murmured, “I’m glad you’ve found him. At least you’ll stop him from losing it fully.”
“Well, I don’t know about that. Maybe we’ll just ride into the darkness together.” She heaved a soft sigh. “Fitting with a name like his.”
Snorting, I murmured, “His name hasn’t got anything to do with the darkness.”
She arched a brow at me. “No?”
“You know Nyx was a female goddess, don’t you?”
“Well, I mean, I haven’t wiki-fucking-pedia’d his road name, Indy.”
I grinned at her. “We got a dog when Quin was born. Best fucking dog ever. Calling her a pet would be doing her a disservice.”
Her eyes flared wide. “You’re shitting me.”
“Giulia, why would I shit you,” I joked, “when it’ll put Nyx in the hot seat?”
She snickered. “No way. Your dog was called Nyx?”
“Nuh huh, our epic dog was called Nyx. She was a black lab. I swear to fuck, though, she was Cujo reincarnate.” My lips formed a smile that was, in no way, forced. “I miss the shit out of her every day.”
“Really?”
“Truly. She was that cool. All the council know, of course.” I shrugged. “They grew up with us so they know, but it tells you how great she was that they don’t give him shit for the name.”
Giulia blinked at me. “I can’t believe I’m only finding this out now.”
“Perks of working with your sister-in-law.”
Her eyes flickered with warmth. “Yeah. I’m starting to see that.” She picked up the papers again, then wafted them at me. “Thanks for this, Indy.”
“No worries. So, Frankie will be in on Friday, but by then, I need you to have read all that shit there.” I cleared my throat. “It’s from the Association of Professional Piercers. It’s groundwork for what you need to know. You’re lucky Frankie’s studio is an APP member or we couldn’t do this.” I winked at her. “It’s good to know people who know people.”
She grinned. “Yeah, I can see that. I also saw that I’ll need to register for some classes.” She hummed under her breath. “I’ll get that arranged within the next couple of months. Where is Frankie’s studio?”
“The city. She travels this way for me. We came up together in a tattoo parlor in Nawlins. She’s solid. There’ll come a point where you’ll need to travel to gain some full-time experience or the hours you need to practice will take a fucking lifetime for you to earn. Not sure my brother will appreciate that.”
Giulia hitched her shoulder. “I’m sure he’ll come with.”
I heard the surety, the one-hundred-percent confidence in her voice, and truthfully, I was a little jealous.
Before her, Nyx wouldn’t have left the compound for any other reason than a run. I knew he’d traveled all over the States for the club, and while, when he was younger and he’d been into extreme sports that had seen him leave the country, he was pretty much a home bird.
I didn’t doubt either that Nyx would commute to the city for Giulia. That was what she meant to him. My brother, who didn’t like being inconvenienced, would deal with it for his woman.
Maybe she was right. Maybe they were soul mates.
In more ways than one if the rumors around the clubhouse