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“You just let him win. Now he’ll think he can win every time.” I shook my head, floored at what she’d done. “You never let a man win.”
“Sorry, but your brother is a hottie. He can kiss me anytime he wants.”
“Ew!” I just might hurl. “Let’s go. I really need a drink.”
“What are you going to order?”
I smiled coyly, having thought long and hard about my first legal drink. “An appletini.”
Mickey clapped excitedly. “Ooh, that sounds yummy.”
“I heard it’s sweet, so I should be able to drink it down no problem.” I snapped my fingers in the air. I didn’t want to look like a first-time drinker.
Lord knew I hated the taste of alcohol. Something sweet should be all right. I was so not the party girl. Even in high school and after graduating, I never even sampled booze. I hated the shit for a long time, blaming it for my momma’s death. But I should’ve been hating the driver, not the liquor.
Which brought me to tonight. I wanted to experience how the other half lived, the half my father had forbidden me to engage with:bikers.
“Come on, Mick!” We ran out of the house and into the brisk September air. In about a month and a half, winter would be upon us, then stick around for nearly six freaking months. I loved my state, but even I got tired of our long-ass winters.
2
Matt
“Do you think I should have a kid?” I wondered aloud.
Nausea set in at the thought of being a father. I was only twenty-five and the club’s president. My club, Knight’s Legion MC, had only been up and running in Minnesota for eight months. I was busy trying to prove that I could run my own chapter. My dad and older brother, David, were sure I’d fail. They were assholes and the reason I left South Dakota, where the mother club was at.
So why was I thinking about a kid when I already had a shit ton on my plate? I didn’t even have a woman in my life. Nor was I interested in any of the kittens—meaning our club girls—for more than a night of fun.
My old man wasn’t an asshole; he was okay. I hadn’t had a horrible childhood, but my brother, David, had been earning the Worst Father of the Year title since his son was born eleven years ago. Even if David had only been eighteen, it was no reason to treat his kid like shit or knock around his old lady. Kayla had left him a few years ago, leaving her boy behind. It pissed me off. How could a mother leave her kid?
David had been fucked up since she walked. Served him right for all the cheating he did and beating her up. He’d hit rock bottom, drinking himself into the ground and getting high. This morning he’d told me he had a new lady in his life, Jane. I had been more than a little surprised, since he’d vowed to never get tied down again.
Raul, my vice president, choked on his beer. “Where the hell did that come from?”
I swept my gaze around The Bullet, searching for an answer as if it were written on a wall. The idea of having a kid was random as fuck for me.
“Who would I pass the torch to after I retire? You know the KLMC bylaws. Only a Knight can be president.” My dad and his twin brother had been adamant about only Knight blood running each chapter.
“Retire? You’re too young to be thinking about that.”
“The life we live is dangerous. I could die tomorrow, then what would happen to our club?”
Raul stared at me for a long second. “I hadn’t thought about that.”
“Me either, brother. That phone call from David is fucking with me. You should’ve heard him bitching about my nephew. He hates being a father. I felt bad for the kid.”
“So you think you could do a better job?”
I sank in my seat. “No idea. You’re doing all right with Joseph.”
Raul snorted. “Jessica gets all the credit. If it weren’t for her, I’d be lost trying to raise my son, probably fucking him up in irreparable ways.”
“You and Justin have good women. I guess that’s where I need to start first, before thinking about a kid.”
“Or you could randomly pick a woman, fuck her bare, and hope for the best.” Raul grinned wryly, putting his bottle to his lips.
“Hell no. That isn’t my way. If I’m gonna be bound to a woman because of a kid, I need to know her first. I just figured if the right woman came along, I’d be ready to settle down. Maybe I’m not meant to be a husband and father.” I took a swig of my beer.
