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There’s not much to be had in prison.
Sobriety had been forced upon me but not for long.
These parties were all the same – girls, booze, and drugs. I spent a good amount of time at the central bar, pushing so much pussy off my lap people were going to think I was gay, and drowning my regrets and sorrows in alcohol with R.J., Ghost, GQ, Jake, and Valan. Although Jake’s arm was around Hay the entire time, his eyes darted around the room at all the free tits and ass on display.
A guy could look and appreciate, right?
“How was the clink?” Ghost teased, tossing back another shot. Lucky fucker only spent six months inside with me. For some reason I served the longest time. Might have had something to do with my bad attitude.
“Fuck you,” I countered, chasing my beer with a shot of Jaeger. A familiar buzz was starting to cloud my brain but not enough to make me slow down. I was just beginning to enjoy myself.
He laughed and slapped me on the back, gesturing for more from the cute little bartender. She actually reminded me of Rae quite a bit. Same long dark hair and pretty brown eyes, but she didn’t have Rae’s glow or her innocence, and she wasn’t the woman I was desperately in love with. Had I been a guy with less morality I could have taken her up on her numerous offers, but I wasn’t cheating on my girl.
After leaving Rafe and the blonde sucking him off on the couch when I first arrived, I had to get out of dodge before I punched his smug face. My hatred and loathing hadn’t diminished while behind bars. In fact, it might be stronger. I wore my leathers like a proud RRMC member because I was and loved my brothers but I couldn’t stand our Pres.
Fucking asshole.
He’d get what was coming to him.
I’d make sure of that . . . and soon.
Rafe had about ten years on me and R.J. He was a new patch when we were kids. In fact, he shadowed Ron and Mack quite a bit. More than once Rafe spoke of his admiration for both men. Over the years I’ve become suspicious of the part he played in Ron’s death and Mack’s exile. Now that I was free, I was going to take care of business.
The night of the bar fight, and my subsequent incarceration, I’d found out from Akando there was much more to the story and my father’s past. It was time I sought answers and Mack was the first person I wanted to see.
I’d had a lot of time to think staring at those cold gray bars. And some things just weren’t adding up. More than that, I owed retribution to the Outlaws, starting with Striker. Bryce would be my next stop. We had a lot to discuss but I knew he’d meet me, even if we hated each other.
I owed him one for putting that hickey on Rae.
Fuck.
Everything always comes back to her. I could think of dog shit or the weather or even eating steak, no matter how random, and I’d still end up thinking or saying her name. I don’t know what it is about her, but she’s my Kryptonite. I’m weak as shit whenever she’s near, and it’s always been that way. Rae’s buried under my skin, down deep, entrenched and unwilling to move. She was part of me, an extension of my heart and soul, and without her, it was hard to breathe. It was like my lungs couldn’t function unless she was near.
Shit. Now I just wanted to take my drunk as
s to bed and sulk.
I slipped from the barstool pleased that I could walk without the room spinning. Guess that high tolerance wasn’t affected by my life behind bars all that much. A snicker passed my lips and I turned to leave, telling everyone I would see them later.
I would have been fine if not for Hayley.
“So Pete,” she slurred, placing her hand on my arm, “you heard from Rae?”
And there. Right there was the second I sobered up, faster than a whore could suck off a flaccid dick, and I was pissed.
“What?” I thundered, ripping my arm away. Did she know something I didn’t? Like where the hell my girl was staying?
Hay blinked, quickly realizing her mistake as Jake pulled her close and whispered low in her ear. She looked up at me, tears filling her bloodshot eyes, that small voice I knew so well quivering, “I’m sorry Pete. I thought if anyone could find her, it’s you. I miss Rae so much.”
Fucking hell. Now I had to do damage control.
Jake was staring me down, expecting me to handle this shit without losing my temper. I took a deep breath and exhaled, rolling my shoulders before I replied, “No, I haven’t, but I plan to soon.”
“I’m sorry,” she was hugging me before I could stop her.
“It’s alright Hay. We’re good,” I assured her.
Jake led her off to their room and we shared a look, one that promised he had my six on this.
