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“There’s one coming up in a few weeks. San Clemente, Santa Ana, Riverside, Palm Springs, and then through Temecula. Two hundred and fifty miles. It’ll be a back breaker.”

“I love riding.”

“Have you ever gone that far?”

“I’ve gone over eight hundred miles in a day.”

“Jesus,” she said. “You’re hard core.”

“I like riding.”

“You must.”

“I bet P-Nut will take you on it,” Eddie said.

He hadn’t mentioned it, and I now wondered if he was going to take me around the clubhouse, his other brothers, or to any of the MC’s functions. As kind as he was, he was also very private and reserved about the club.

“Oh, I’m not worried about that.” I motioned toward the Starbucks across from us. “Let’s get a cup of coffee.”

“I’m just saying, I’ve known P-Nut forever. Like, forever. Him and my dad are like best friends. He comes over almost every day, and he’s never brought a girl over. He’s never even hung out with a girl. I’ve never seen a girl on the back of his bike. He’s never even mentioned a girl. Nothing. You’re the first. And, just so you know, I’ve been waiting a long time for this to happen.”

Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any better, it did. Her words filled me with pride, and gave me hope for the future.

“Yeah,” I said. “Me, too.”

Chapter Thirty-Four

P-Nut

Although the blinds were closed, the early morning sun seeped through the cracks and provided enough light for me to know that a new day had arrived. I rolled off the edge of the bed, being careful not to wake Joey. After a successful dismount, I turned to admire her. Her naked body was half covered by the blanket, leaving her entire back and one side of her cute little ass exposed.

She was a remarkable woman. Her beauty was only a part of what made her so, but it was sure something I enjoyed gawking at every time I had an opportunity.

Chances like this never came often enough.

I stood at the edge of the bed and stared blankly at her, wondering when she was going to realize I was too old, too rough around the edges, or too damned ugly to continue a relationship with.

I hoped the answer was never, but I had my doubts.

A woman like her never stayed with a man like me for long. Men like me were a stepping stone to life’s bigger and better things.

She lifted her head and fluffed her pillow. After burying her face into it, she sneezed, and then turned to face me.

She rubbed her eyes. “You’re naked. What are you doing?”

“You’re naked. What are you doing?”

She reached for the covers. “Covering myself up. I’m cold.”

“I just woke up,” I said.

“Crap.” She sat up. “What time is it?”

“5:50. It’s Saturday, stay right where you are. I’ve got to piss, I’ll be right back.”

“Okay.”

I relieved my bladder of the previous night’s beer, and then washed my hands. As I stood in front of the sink, I looked at my reflection in the mirror.