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I shrugged. “I said imaginary friends, and I really just wanted to know what themes a bunch of bikers came up with.” I popped a fry into my mouth. “You guys did not disappoint.”
Pie sighed. “Then I guess I’m going to have to put an ad out and see who I can get to come cook for the club.”
“You’re not going to find a good chef to work only three days a week. That’s a part-time job at best. Maybe you could hit up the culinary program and see if there is anyone interested,” I suggested.
“They’re in school. Are they going to know enough to create and cook?” he asked.
More than likely not. “Well, probably not, but I could help with the recipe part. I could make up the recipes, and then whoever you find at the college would be able to cook them.”
“You’d do that?”
I grabbed a napkin from the glovebox and wiped my hands. “It would take me a day. Maybe two. I should come in and look at the kitchen at Sultry Knights to make sure I create the recipes that are able to be made there.” I loved creating recipes. Sure, anyone could make a basic burger or taco, but there was so much you
could do with them. Things that could take them from basic to absolutely mouthwatering.
“You’re serious right now?”
I laughed and balled up the napkin. “Yes. I would actually love to do it. It would be fun. Pasta and pussy sounds like the most fun.”
“Yo,” Frost called. “I’m gonna get this shit for Indiana, and then I’m gonna head back to the club. You good here?”
Pie stood and talked to Frost. I was again staring at Pie’s waist.
“I’m good here. Bristol has agreed to help with getting the club’s kitchen going for the theme nights.”
Frost laughed. “With Bristol helping with Tacos and Titties, the club is going to be the most popular place in town.”
A waitress rolled over with two large cups and a bag.
“How are you going to get that back to the clubhouse?” I called.
Frost handed the waitress a twenty and told her to keep the change. He grabbed the bag and two cups from her and smiled. “Bag in the saddlebag, and these two ride with me.” Frost crouched down and stuck the bag in the saddlebag and then hoisted his leg over the motorcycle. He stuck the two cups between his legs and cranked up the bike. “Good thing it’s a short ride home. My balls are going to be ice by the time I get there.”
Frost took off with a wave to Pie and me.
“Is that really safe to drive with two cups between your legs?” I asked.
Pie shrugged. “I mean, probably not, but Frost can handle it.”
I looked at my melting sundae. “Well, I better get going if I don’t want this to turn into soup.”
“Headed back to Wyndemere?” he asked.
I nodded. “That’s where I’ll be as long as Marco and Royal are there.”
“You think you could use some company?” he asked.
I bit my lip, and my eyes connected with Pie’s. “Pie, I just…”
“Just what?” he asked softly.
“I don’t know just what,” I sighed.
“We could watch a movie, and I could help you eat that giant sundae.”
I grabbed the sundae and shook my head. “I don’t need help eating this. If anything, you just gave me a reason why you shouldn’t come because you’re going to eat my ice cream. I’m a fat girl, Pie. I like to—”
“Don’t,” Pie growled. “Do not fucking say that word.”
