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Brewer took a deep breath and hoped he’d done the right thing. He had orders from his president, but he also didn’t want to fuck anything up with Delphi. She was much too special to lose.
CHAPTER14
DELPHI
“So,how long have you and my brother been hooking up?”
Delphi choked on the last swig of her Guinness. “What?”
Dolly’s blue eyes were rimmed to perfection with catlike black liner. The thick coats of mascara she’d applied only enhanced their stunning color. “Playing coy, huh? I get it. Not sure I want to hear the details anyhow.”
They walked into a large living area. Club members were gathered around pool tables. Two women were making out on the couch while a group of men with Prospect on their vests watched. Rock music streamed through speakers on opposite walls. Despite the scene, it didn’t seem raunchy or even wrong. It felt right. The décor was welcoming instead of harsh, and the vibe in the room was cheerful and sensual.
“It’s a sight, isn’t it?” Dolly pointed to a tall couple. The woman was wearing a jacket with FBI on the back. “That’s Kevlar’s old lady, Nikita. Beside her is Rubble, but you already know him.”
Delphi smiled slightly at Rubble. The big man narrowed his eyes, but then offered her a curt nod.
“Cueball is over there, hustling a couple of my nymphs.” Dolly chuckled. “The new girls don’t know any better yet.”
“The nymphs are club girls, right?”
Giving her a once-over, Dolly nodded. “Yep. They’re my bread and butter.”
“Who’s that?” Delphi looked across the room.
A proud expression covered Dolly’s face. “That’s Queenie. She’s basically a mother to all of us and old lady to Reaper. He’s the club president. At least he will be for another few months.”
Queenie raised a tumbler filled with what looked like whiskey and grinned. The man beside her glanced over. His kind blue eyes seemed to smile. They were old enough to be her parents, but seemed ready to have a good time.
“Is he stepping down?” She’d brushed up on Macha club life not long after discovering her connection to Shovelhead.
Dolly walked toward a room off the main one. “He’s getting up there in years and wants to retire. The club will vote on a new president and vice president before summer.”
“Who do you think will win?”
The next room was darker, with a fire roaring in the hearth. More bikers and women filled it, but the ambiance was cozier. Dolly sat on the couch and patted the spot next to her. “I’ve heard whisperings about Doc.”
“Isa’s old man?”
“The very one.” Dolly grabbed two fresh beers from a nymph. “He’s Reaper’s nephew and a shoo-in. It makes sense. Reaper called him to Macha from his paramedic job in Iowa. I think it was to groom him for the presidency. Keep it in the family and all. But it’s anyone’s guess.”
“And the vice president?”
“That one is up for grabs.” She rested her arm on the back of the couch, facing Delphi. “Maybe even Brewer will toss his patch in the race.”
“I didn’t realize Brewer was interested in leadership.” Delphi heard a deep chuckle across the room and immediately knew it was from the man she couldn’t get out of her head. The tenor timbre sent shivers through her belly.
“Not sure if he is, but that’s part of the reason why I think he’d be great at it. My brother isn’t a fan of being the center of attention.” She jutted her chin toward a couple arguing by the pool table. “Others like Snoopy and his old lady only want to have everyone’s eyes on them.”
The couple stopped yelling in English and switched to Spanish. Delphi cringed but couldn’t help but wonder what they were arguing about. “Think people will vote for him?”
Dolly’s gaze focused on a woman playing pool. “Probably. Can’t help stupid.”
She couldn’t agree more. Over the years, Delphi had anticipated how plenty of issues both personal and professional would play out while everyone else shook their head, unable to decipher the outcome.
“What about Rubble?”
“Nah, he likes being sergeant at arms.” Dolly crossed one leg over the other. “So, you want to tell me what’s going on with you and my big bro, or do I have to get you drunk first?”
