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“Gotcha,” Jess grinned, reaching across the bar and grabbing a beer. “Well, I got word that the Golden Skulls have permanently locked down the clubhouse until further notice. So, I won’t be able to see my husband for a while.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because Satan’s Angels attacked the other night.”
“Wounded?” Priest asked as Jess nodded. “Yeah.”
“Dead?” I probed.
“Lucas wouldn’t say, but I’m guessing yes. He couldn’t talk much.”
“Next time you speak to him, tell him to get his ass here. I don’t care if he’s a patched brother to the Golden Skulls. He’s your husband and the father to my niece and nephews. Anything happens to him, and the Sons of Hell will ride. Don’t give a fuck about alliances.”
“I’ll tell him.”
“You Son of a bitch!” a very familiar grating voice screeched loudly, causing my body to shake in revolt. Sighing, I turned in my seat, silently praying it was anyone but the fucking cunt who I was previously married to.
Nope. No such luck.
Leaning back against the bar, I grinned. “Hello Bitch. What brings you to my fine establishment?” The whoring cunt had changed. She was still too fucking skinny, wore too much damn make-up and still looked rode hard and put up wet. She was not an attractive woman at all.
“Cut the crap Callum. You know why I’m here.”
“Have no fucking clue Valerie, so speak your damn peace and get the fuck out.”
“You either take care of that whore you’re fucking, or I will. I won’t stand for her level of disrespect. I knew she would be trouble, and I was right. This town doesn’t need her kind around here. She’s bringing down the value of this town. You and her kind are a blight on society!”
Jessica snickered. “Seriously. This is the cow you were married to?”
“Wasn’t one of my better moments,” I muttered.
“I mean it, Callum!” Valerie shrieked, stomping her foot. “I won’t stand for this. She plastered these all over town!”
Throwing a sheet of paper my way, I looked at Priest, who rolled his eyes before getting off the stool to pick the paper up. Seeing what was on it had him laughing loudly. “Fuck me. I love Bailey.”
Reaching for the paper, I turned it over and spit out the scotch I just swallowed. Perfectly drawn and vividly detailed was a cartoon drawing of Valerie on her knees, sucking a donkey’s cock, while a man fucked her in the ass. To make matters worse, if that wasn’t bad enough, was the long line of men and various animals standing in line waiting their turn. In big bold letters read: ‘5 cents and you can get a nobber from the mayor’s wife, too!’.
“Oh my god,” Jess gasped before belting out a loud laugh.
“This isn’t funny!” Valerie stomped her foot again.
“Oh, it’s you,” my woman sneered, walking into the rec room. Stopping to stand in front of my ex, Bailey added. “You better hurry back home, bitch. There’s a line forming at city hall.”
Valerie coughed, unable to spit what she wanted to say out.
“What the fuck is wrong with you? You better not be sick.” My woman sighed, taking a few steps back.
“I’m not sick, you bitch,” Valerie said, finally clearing her throat. “It was just a tickle.”
“You mean it’s all those kids playing tag in your throat.” Bailey deadpanned.
Priest, Jess and I lost it.
Laughter rang out as I doubled over. Jess and Priest were bent over, holding their stomachs. I don’t know what possessed my woman to do such a thing, but it was hands down the funniest thing I’d ever seen.
Left speechless, Valerie just stood there glaring at Bailey before she threw down her purse and charged my woman. I could have told Valerie that was the wrong thing to do, but why ruin her fun?
Reaching across the bar, I grabbed three beers, handing one to Priest and Jess.
