Page 33 of Peaks and Promises

“So? Stryker doesn’t share blood with him.”

“He’s my son, and he’ll be a member when he’s ready.”

“Still.”

Scowling, I glanced down at the girl. The view made me feel a little better. But I was still pissed at Summer.

“The problem is, keeping tabs on Sum Sum wasn’t enough,” I said. “She forgot who the kid belongs to.”

“I guess we need to remind her,” Hammer said.

My mouth turned up in a grin. I already had an idea. “We do.”

“Hey, remember what Stryker said. Don’t cause too much trouble.”

“He ain’t here. And we won’t get caught. It’ll be fine.”

Hammer gave another noncommittal grunt.

“You want to go back, go. I don’t fucking need you guys.”

He glanced at me through narrowed eyes. “You think Stryker sent us to help you?”

White-hot anger shot through my veins, and I ground my teeth together. He hadn’t, had he? He’d sent Buzz and Hammer to keep an eye on me.

After everything I’d done for him and the club, Stryker didn’t trust me.

“We’ll send a message, that’s all.” I took a drink. “Like you said, Summer needs to remember who we are.”

“All right,” he said, but his tone still sounded skeptical.

Or maybe he was just in a bad mood.

“But first, I know what you need.” I looked down at the girl’s tits again. “You got any friends who want to have a good time tonight?”

She smiled. “I might.”

“My club brother over here needs someone to fuck the bad mood out of him.” One corner of my mouth lifted. “Or maybe we’ll both take a turn with you.”

Her eyes flicked to Hammer, then back to me, like she was thinking about it. “Hmm, maybe.”

I chuckled and took a swig of my beer. “What do you think, Ham? You wanna have a go at her?”

He leaned forward enough to look at her. “I could hit that.”

I leaned down, putting my face between her tits, and slid my tongue between them. Giggling, she tilted her head back.

“That’s right, you little slut,” I said, bringing my head up. “You’re gonna make us both feel a hell of a lot better.”

“I get her first, though,” Hammer said.

“That works. I like to watch.”

“I don’t usually do things like this,” she said.

I scoffed. She wasn’t a good liar. “Sure you don’t. Let’s go.”

With my arm around our toy for the night, I led her out. Buzz tipped his chin to us as we walked by.