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I wave to everyone as I leave, calling to Winnie before I step through the door.
“Winnie. We need a girls’ night. I’ll be in touch.” I leave before she can refuse my offer.
Grinning happily to myself, I walk back to my car, with the intention of stopping to pick up some food because I am in no mood to cook. I want relaxed and lazy for the rest of the day.
Sending my order to my mom, because who doesn’t love barbequed ribs and brisket, I drive in the direction of the diner to collect. Wine is waiting for me at home and so are my comfy clothes that I like to laze around in.
I hear pipes, and it makes me look around, but I see two guys I have not seen before riding on the other side of the road. Neither of them are in leather cuts, so they are just everyday riders.
I push images of Calder out of my head, because I want a man-free night. No thinking of or speaking to any man.
Just me, my food, my wine, and my chick-flick.
CHAPTER SEVEN
CALDER
Dropping the towel into the hamper that my mom made me add to my room for my dirty clothes, I pull on a pair of dark jeans, a ribbed white tank top, sitting on my bed to add my socks and boots.
Pulling my cut off the back of my door, I slip it over my shoulders, the weight of the leather feeling right on my body. Tucking my phone into the front pocket of my jeans and collecting my wallet, I leave my room, locking it behind me.
My stomach grumbles and my head is spinning from the amount of Jack I drank last night. Fucking stupid decision if you ask me, but I am all about making shitty decisions— it is who I am.
“Well, look who decided to join us,” Royal calls out.
I wince at the volume, flipping the cocksucker off.
“Can’t handle your drink, brother?” Jack calls out to me.
The spear that is his voice stabs my head, making me groan in pain.
“Risky,” I call to her.
“Yes, Calder,” she replies a little too loud, making people laugh.
“Fuck.” I moan. “You could have swallowed, ya know.”
The laughter gets louder and I swear to fuck they are doing it on purpose. Lennox comes strolling in and he looks as bad as I do.
I make myself a cup of coffee, then him one, before handing it off.
“Thanks, man.”
“Daddy,” comes the sweet voice of a child, who right now I am willing to give a sucker to shut up.
“Oh no, baby girl. Shhh, Daddy has a bad headache,” Lennox groans, picking his daughter up.
“Then maybe you and the guys could not drink after every successful hunt,” Risky throws out there.
Everyone looks at her like she has grown a second head.
“Or, maybe this pair could learn to stop, so they do not feel like shit in the morning,” Finan adds.
“Oh, brother of mine, maybe you could be a doll and pass me some of those pancakes. I need something to soak up the Jack.” Finan shakes his head, but puts some pancakes, bacon, and eggs onto a plate and slides it towards me.
My brother knows what I need.
At least someone supports my hangover.
