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CHAPTEREIGHT
RIFF
Climbing onto my bike, I start the engine and head toward the border to follow the truck that is going to get a shipment of shit for the LA Mafia. I don’t want to do this, but I want to stay at the clubhouse less. So, I go. But I refuse to ride in the cage, choosing to follow as backup support on my bike.
The past three weeks have been a complete haze and I need to get away from the club, from life. After Prez calmed the fuck down about Tanner and her brother, he let it all go. Probably because Detective Pratt slowly vanished.
Maybe he was embarrassed that his sister fucked me. Maybe he decided to let it go. Maybe he really had nothing. I don’t know, but it was probably a combination of all three. I didn’t ask, don’t give a fuck either.
That’s a lie.
I do give a small fuck about Tanner.
I liked her, being with her, fucking her…tastingher.
Over three weeks later and I still think about her. I don’t think that I’ve ever had a single woman on my mind this long my entire life.
The streets, the country roads buzz by me. I smile at the sight of them. I fucking love the country. Sure, Country got his name because he has that piece of property in the middle of nowhere, with the hogs and shit. But me? I’ve always been a country boy at heart.
I was born and raised in East Texas. This is my world, my life. The big piney woods. It’s all that I’ve ever known, and all that I ever need. Four years away from it in the military was long enough. I discovered really fucking fast that I did not want to see the world after all. As we leave the piney woods behind and head toward West Texas, I hope that I can leave Tanner behind too.
Maybe the new patched-over clubs that we stop at on the way will have a whore or two that I can try to use to take Tanner off of my mind. I know that the clubwhores at our clubhouse have not been able to get my mind off of her.
I need to get her out of my head. She has consumed me for the past three weeks, day in and day out. She shouldn’t. She was a one-time fuck, but she has made a goddamn fucking home inside of my head. A lasting impression that I never thought possible.
I’m a little farther back from the truck than I probably should be, but as they’re trying to make time, I’m personally here to enjoy the ride. A cop pulls out from somewhere in front of me and I watch as he flips his lights on.
Fuck.
Instead of stopping as the truck pulls over, I buzz past them. I don’t need to look any more suspicious than I already do. However, I’m not really leaving them out to dry because they don’t have shit in the back of the truck today. In a couple of days, this would be a totally different kind of traffic stop, today it doesn’t matter.
I pull up to the first gas station that I see and send Frogger a text to let him know where I am. I don’t have to wait there long to get an answer.
FROGGER: ON THE WAY. OFF WITH A WARNING.
I smile at the text and shove my phone in my pocket as I make my way into the convenience part of the gas station. I’m hungry, it’s been too long since I’ve eaten. The past three weeks have been nothing but a blur of weed, booze, and easy cunt. Food has not been a priority.
Looking around, I grab a Red Bull and a couple packs of sunflower seeds before I make my way toward the counter. Throwing my things down, I reach into my pocket for my wallet just as the girl tells me my total.
Lifting my eyes, I lock in on a familiar gaze. The blonde from my bed a few weeks ago… before Tanner. She smiles, popping her gum as she stares at me.
“Hey, Riff,” she says with a grin.
“Hey,” I say, having zero fucking clue what her name is.
She smiles, her eyes searching mine, then she drops her chin quickly as she puts all of my things in a bag.
“I can lock up,” she breathes.
I should ask her what her name is, but I decide against it. A name makes shit a lot more fucking personal than I prefer. Jerking my chin toward the back of the room, she gives me a wide smile, it’s a bit too wide, too excited, but I ignore that.
Leaving my sunflower seeds, but taking my Red Bull, I walk toward the back of the gas station. I hear her locking the door as I slip into the storeroom. She’s close behind me and without a single word of instruction, she’s on her knees in front of me.
My dick is out before I can even blink and she’s got one hand wrapped around it and her mouth taking me inside. Closing my eyes, I do what I know nobody is supposed to do. I imagine her, imagine it’s Tanner.
It doesn’t really work, their techniques are nowhere near the same. Where Tanner was unsure and sloppy. This girl is a goddamn fucking expert. It doesn’t make me like it anymore, but at the same time, I’m not going to turn down an expert blow job.
TANNER
