With a roll of her eyes, Alex said, “Just when I think you might have redeemed yourself even a tiny bit, you go and say something like that.”
I couldn’t help chuckling as she stomped past Rev and into the clubhouse.
When he glanced at me and raised his brows, I shook my head. “Don’t ask until I’ve had at least two beers.”
He laughed and followed me inside.
CHAPTER ELEVEN: DEACON
Two hours and three beers later, I was still shooting the shit with the guys when Alex and Willow appeared. Putting down my fourth beer, I headed over to them. “Rev’s waiting on you. Head on down to Mama Liz’s.”
Willow nodded. After giving Alex a hug, she sprinted for the back door where she took Rev’s hand and tugged him outside.
When I saw Alex staring longingly at one of the guy’s beers, I said, “It’s been a hell of a long day, huh, White Bred?”
“It has.”
“Let me buy you a drink to make it up to you.”
Her brows rose in surprise at my offer. “Youwant to buy me a drink?”
“Sure,” I replied, giving her my most convincing smile.
“Is this your way of apologizing for being a dick about the motorcycle ride?”
With a shrug, I replied, “Maybe.”
“Still can’t say you’re sorry, can you?”
I grunted. “Not really sure that I need to, but if it makes you feel better, I’m sorry.”
Alex grinned triumphantly at me. “That was a pretty shitty apology, but since it’s coming from you, I’ll take it.
“Does that mean you’ll take a drink from me too?”
“Won’t your mother be expecting you for dinner?”
I shook my head. “The boys and I have to fend for ourselves when it comes to dinner on Wednesday nights. That’s when Mama Liz has her ladies bible study down at the house.”
“How terrible that you might actually have to cook for yourselves,” she mused, the corners of her lips turning up in a teasing smile.
“When it comes to cooking and cleaning, we’re pretty much shit out of luck.”
She laughed. “Sounds like a typical man.”
Motioning to the bar, I asked, “What’s your poison?”
“Depends. If I’m at home and wanting to slowly unwind, I’d go for a beer. But after a long day like today when a quick buzz would be good, I’d go for tequila.”
I snorted. “Hard stuff like tequila? You’ve got to be shitting me, White Bred.”
“Nope. Patron Silver if you have it.”
“I thought you’d want some white wine.”
She grinned. “I’m such a paradox.”
Rolling my eyes, I said, “Big words again.”
