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Not every guy was cut out to be a family man. I was the president of an MC. I did illegal shit more often than I cared to admit. Death and violence were expected. Did I really want that kind of life for my woman or kid?
Fuck if I knew.
“I’m gonna get us another beer. Justin is talking it up with a chick at the bar. If Laura knew how much he flirted, she’d cut off his balls.”
I cut my gaze at the bar. “He thinks it brings in more tips.”
“Yeah, in the form of quickies in the bathroom.”
I knew what went on at The Bullet when I wasn’t around. My prospects told me everything.
“One of these days, he’s gonna get caught.” Raul shook his head. “I thought he’d keep his pecker in check after Emilee was born.”
I shrugged as Raul made his way to the bar. Who knew what Justin was thinking? He claimed to love his wife, Laura. When they were together, they appeared to be in love, but he was different at work.
There must’ve been a dozen hot women here tonight. Any other time, I’d mingle and find one I liked for the night. Damn if I wasn’t feeling it though. After that odd conversation with Raul, I had a lot to think about.
As president, I had a responsibility to my brothers and club. A woman and kid might be a distraction I didn’t need.
Fucking David. I hated how my brother rubbed his son in my face, or our cousin Ben’s family in North Dakota. The dude had six kids: five boys and one girl. He’d totally outdone David and me. It made me feel like I’d let down my dad, Frank, and his twin, Charlie. When they started the Knight’s Legion MC, they dreamed of it being a family-run club and taking over the Upper Midwest.
I guessed if I was meant to fall in love and have a kid, I would.
Why are you stressing about this? Fuck David.
Letting life happen was my way. I didn’t plan shit unless it had to do with the club. In my personal life, I was a go-with-the-flow kind of man. I never really thought about love, marriage, and having a family.
How could one phone call change my way of thinking?
Because I wanted more in life.
A beer was placed in front of me. “Any good prospects?” Raul jerked his chin toward a group of women.
“No. I’m good. I don’t need a wife or kid.” I lifted my beer in cheers. “I just lost my head there for a minute, but I got it straightened out.”
Raul smirked. “Good, because talking about love isn’t my thing.”
“What do you mean? You’re married and have a kid.”
“Doesn’t mean I want to talk about feelings and shit.”
We clinked our bottles. “Me either.”
3
Eve
A smile stretched across my face as we entered The Bullet. The boisterous vibe explained why the parking lot was always packed on Friday and Saturday nights. I knew many folks who came here. The row of Harleys also couldn’t be missed.
I wiggled through the crowd, holding Mickey’s hand. She squeezed the crap out of mine, a sure sign she was freaking out. I wouldn’t let her stop me though, not on my birthday.
My heart raced as I scanned the room for an available table or someone I knew. Coming up empty, I found an open spot at the bar. Mickey crowded in beside me.
“Hey, beautiful. What’ll you have?”
Holy mother of all things beautiful and perfect in the world!This man… This super-hot bartender stole the brain cells from my head when he smiled with his pearly white teeth on full display.
I couldn’t speak.
