Leader: Book Three (Princes of Prophecy 3) by L. Ann Marie Read Free Book Online Page A

hell.”
    She stops again. “It’s beautiful here. Will our kids learn to speak Mohegan?”
    I put my arm around her. Our kids. So long I’ve waited to hear that. “Yes. They will learn the culture and be proud of their heritage. It feels good to hear you talk of our kids.”
    She giggles. “Until three months ago I never thought of them. You kissed me like I was a woman you wanted and all these thoughts flooded me. We talked about the compound, the job, the Club and people, but not anything of us. I think we just never made it that far. I’m happy to do that now, but I like learning together like this.”
    She’s right. How do I keep screwing it up and not knowing it? Everything else comes so easy, but I don’t see shit when it comes to her. “I think learning us together sounds good. I keep making mistakes with you that don’t register until you say something. I don’t know why. Tell me when I’m fuckin’ it up.”
    She laughs. “You’ve never lived with anyone either. I’ll tell you, if you tell me.”
    “Deal.” I kiss her like she’s the woman I want and she moans. “I love your responses.”
    I think about the wigs. “I am donating my hair again for the wigs.” She looks stricken and I laugh. “It will still be past my shoulders but the hair goes to wigs for kids with cancer. The first time I did it my mother stood right beside the woman and told her what was allowed.”
    She laughs. “I love your mother. I love your hair, but understand the need is greater. Besides I’d hate you telling me I can’t cut my hair, so I could never say it to you. Would they take mine too?”
    “There’s two things here that I want to say. I would hate you cutting your hair and you just gave me a way to keep it long. I won’t cut mine if you don’t cut yours. Second they make the wigs for Indians. Your blonde would not work here. Thank God.”
    She laughs. “I won’t cut mine just to keep yours and you can donate it without worry. Your mom told us how she kept your dad’s hair long. She used the same tactic.”
    “Fuckin’ mothers. My dad would never win with her. I can see how that played. I already agreed so I wouldn’t have a choice here, but thanks. I love your hair long.”
    At the bluffs I turn her toward the rock jutting out of the bluff and sit. It’s such a tranquil place without everyone yelling and laughing. I’ve never been here alone.
    “It’s beautiful.”
    “Yes. Dakota can tell you all the legends and historic sites if you’d like to hear them.” I know she loves history.
    “Yes.”
    “We jump from this rock here. Jess loves it; she calls it cliff diving.” I smile. “We’ll be here with them soon I’m sure.”
    She laughs. “CJ doesn’t come here does she?”
    “No, after the stunt in Laconia she doesn’t watch them doing anything even remotely dangerous. I’m glad she’s got Mase. The twins test her patience.”
    She cracks up. “Mase was jumping on the path through the trees. He went right over the wall. I thought CJ was going to have a stroke. We were coming back from Nancy’s and he landed right in front of her truck. I don’t hold much hope for CJ’s patience.”
    “Fuck. That’s not good. She was the calmest at one time.”
    She laughs. I want to make sure she’s comfortable with her life here and talk about the house, food, shopping, laundry. Every fuckin’ thing I can think of. Since I’ve lived alone for a while now, I do everything, so help there is a relief. She’s the same way. It’s good to get it out of the way, but we didn’t really change much about the way we do things.
    She lays her head against my chest. “What about the bills?”
    “Princes owns the houses. We pay taxes, water and trash. Everything else is covered in the natural energy program. The Club sells energy back to the electric company and makes a shit load. Our bills don’t amount to much. Joey handles our money like my mom does for the MC. You can get her to invest your pay