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I stood, resting my knuckles on the tabletop, and peered into Price’s eyes. “You’re lucky you’re the mayor of this shitty town.”
“Yeah?” His brows narrowed. “Or else what?”
I sneered. “You’ve heard the stories about my father. I’m worse. So much fucking worse than him. Believe it or not, Mr. Mayor.” I moved behind him, his men shifting and watching to make sure I wouldn’t do anything stupid. I leaned down, fixing the collar of his shirt. “You won’t always have your men with you.”
I left the club with my men following right behind me. I needed air. My hands clenched into fists.
“Hey.” Cyrus came toward me with his twin brother hot on his heels. He lit up a smoke and handed it to his brother before lighting another one for himself. “What did the mayor say?”
Needing to get out of earshot, in case anyone happened to be listening in, I headed to my bike that sat at the outer edge of the parking lot. Turning to the twins, I nodded to the other guys that had joined me during my meeting with the mayor. “You can leave,” I told them. They revved their engines and left me alone with the twins, knowing I was safe and well protected. I was the president’s son and all.
“He wants us out of town,” I told the twins.
“Are you going to leave?” Sammy asked.
I grunted. “Fuck no. He can’t do shit all. Doesn’t matter that he’s the mayor.”
“Did you find out anything else?” Cyrus asked, puffing on his smoke.
“No.” I glanced back at the club. “But I would bet on my fucking life that most of those girls are underage. I think the club is a front.”
Sammy cursed. “I don’t understand these fuckers who get off on little girls.”
“Neither do I, but we also have no proof.” And it pissed me off.
“You should lay low for a few days,” Cyrus suggested. “Aren’t your friends throwing a party next week?”
“Probably. Gigi always throws parties.” Just like my father. It was distracting in a way. So I got it.
“Alright.” Cyrus butted out his smoke on the bottom of his boot. “So lay low. We’ll see if we can find out some more info.”
“Yes,” Sammy added. “And we’ll report back to you.”
I nodded. “Fine.”
“Maybe you can go meet up with that hot little thing you were drooling over a week ago.” Sammy waggled his eyebrows.
I smacked him across the head. “Leave her out of this.”
“I’m just joking, fucker.” He rubbed the spot I hit, his dark eyes flashing with amusement.
“Does she need protecting?” Cyrus asked, ignoring his brother’s playfulness.
“If Brody, the mayor’s son, is friends with them like I’m assuming he is, yes. They all do.” I didn’t like that I couldn’t protect Piper myself but that would come in time. Cyrus was right; I had to lay low. And even though that would be hard for me to do, I would hole up in our motel room. For now.
***
(Piper)
It was finally Saturday night. Gigi was throwing a party and I was on a mission to get Jaron out of my head. Even though it had been only a week since the bar incident, it had felt like forever since I had seen him.
I found out that he hadn’t left town like he said he would. I only knew that thanks to my friends keeping tabs on him. But I also knew that if he didn’t want me to know he was still around, I wouldn’t. We didn’t grow up in the biker world like he had. Although our moms were part of a club, they kept us out of it and us girls had no interest in being part of that life anyway.
Unlike Jaron who was every bit a biker as his father was and the rest of the guys in his club.
My body hummed, remembering the scent of his leather cut. My fingers tingled, itching to touch him. Just once, I would love to spend the night with him where it was gentle. Not that I complained when he took full control and used me good and hard, but I wanted to know what it felt like to make love to him.Love. I bit back a scoff. Please.
Letting out a sigh, I scanned the items in front of me. I wasn’t even sure why I was at the store. Oh, right. Ice. And anything else I could think of for Gigi’s party.
