“Yeah, sure.” Ice, Rebel, and I walk to Ice’s office. When we’re all inside, he closes his door and tells Rebel about the club’s pending acquisition. When he’s finished going over everything, he asks, “So what do you think?”
“That’s a lot of money,” Rebel says. “But I can see the promise of it eventually producing more down the road.”
“Yeah, I was kinda thinking the same thing,” Ice replies.
Rebel turns toward me. “I assume you’re on board with this?”
“I am. It serves two purposes: it gets the trafficking out of our town and it also provides a lucrative income for the club.” I smirk. “Not to mention that we have our own private sex club to use whenever we want.”
“Get your fuckin’ mind out of the gutter,” Ice says.
“He’s got a point,” Rebel adds.
I watch in an instant as Ice goes from being one of the guys to Ari’s big brother. “Get this straight,brother!” He emphasizes “brother” as he takes a menacing step toward Rebel. “My sister will not ever attend a sex club, even if it happens to be one I own.”
“But… but…” He stutters. “Oh fuck it, I will never win this one. No, Ice, Ari will never attend a sex club with me.” He turns toward me. “It really sucks sometimes, dating the boss’s sister.”
I can’t help but laugh.
“I guess we’re done here. Round up the boys.” He looks at his watch. “Church at six. Tell them they can stay for dinner if they want.”
“Will do,” Rebel says, and I nod. We both leave Ice’s office and walk back to where the girls are hovering at the bar. “So you ladies might be cooking dinner for an army tonight. Ice just invited the whole club.”
“Aww, fuck!” Honey exclaims. She looks at the ladies. “You ladies care to help?” And just as I expected, Emma, Tara, and Brianne get up and follow Honey into the kitchen. I’m sure between the four of them, they will come up with something amazing.
Rebel is already on the phone calling the guys.
“Need help?” I ask.
He shrugs. “Naw, I got it.”
“Okay, if you change your mind, just holler.”
An hour later, the guys start to arrive. They mingle at the bar for a short while, until Ice emerges from his office.
“Let’s go,” he calls to them, and they all head toward the chapel. Once everyone is seated, Ice begins the meeting by hammering the gavel on the pedestal. “Sorry for the short notice, boys, but we have something to bring to the table for a vote, and we’re kinda in a bind on time.” He sits and leans back in his chair. “So you all know Sainte has been looking into the day spa or massage parlor or whatever the fuck that place calls itself.” He continues by telling them everything we found out, the sex club, who owns the place, and how we have an option to purchase it and the cost.
“We got that kind of money, Ice?” Spike asks.
“Actually,” Ice says with a grin, “we do. I’ve been putting money back for quite some time now. You know, we’ve always talked about moving this club into more legit businesses. And when we made the deal with the Satans, you all knew that was where the club was heading. I always wanted to make sure we hand enough money in reserve in the event a business that we wanted to acquire came around. In order to purchase those legit businesses, you need capital, so I’ve been saving and investing—one of the things Tyler Jackson taught me that I actually agreed with.” He rubs his hand over the scruff on his chin. “We got the funds. We just need to know if you all agree to move forward. I think this should be a unanimous vote, so if one of you doesn’t think it’s a good idea, we don’t do it.”
He then goes around the room, asking for a “aye” or a “nay.” He gets all the way around the table, and it’s unanimous.
He slams the gavel down. “Looks like we’re gonna own a sex club.” There was a lot of hooting and hollering from the brothers, and frankly, I can’t say I blame them. This could be a fun venture for this club. I mean really, we already have a strip joint and a porn studio. The only likely addition is a sex club. He turns toward me and says, “I’ll call Michael in the morning and get everything set up.”
“Sounds like a plan,” I say.
“I want both you and Rebel here at nine tomorrow morning.”
We both nod, and all three of us leave his office.
Chapter 21
Honey
About half the boys stayed for dinner. Luckily, we had spaghetti noodles, and I had sauce in the freezer. Emma made some garlic bread, and Brianne and Tara made a kick-ass salad. It was a great meal, and everyone stepped away from the table full.
Most of the members who don’t sleep at the clubhouse have already left. The night is winding down, and the remaining boys are heading out. Rebel is asleep on the couch, his head in Ari’s lap. Emma and Ice left a long time ago. Brianne and Tara have already turned in, which just leaves me and Sainte.
