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“Whatever. You crossed a line,” Remy says. “Several.”
“I know. Maybe tomorrow, I’ll even feel bad about it.”
“But you don’t right now?” Colt asks.
“No, I don’t. We were both consenting adults. Neither of us were drunk. It was…fun.”
“It was fun,” Remy repeats. “We’ll be sure to put that on your gravestone when Isaac Perry murders your ass.”
“He’s not going to do shit,” Bear assures us all. “And I needed tonight more than you know. It’s been years.”
“Years?” Colt echoes. “Years since you were with your ex-wife?”
“Years since I was with anyone.”
“Jesus,” Remy mutters while shaking his head. “No wonder you did something so stupid. I get that you were horny and shit, but there are plenty of other women in the world. But no, you had to go fuck your ex’s sister, the youngest daughter of a local MC president.”
“Whatever the consequences, it was worth every second,” he says confidently at the exact same moment there’s some sort of commotion coming from outside the bar. There’s a lot of crunching, metal scraping, a big engine revving.
“What the hell was that?” I ask before we all get to our feet and run toward the front door.
Outside in the parking lot, there’s a cloud of dust, so it’s impossible to see anything but taillights high up on a monster truck as it speeds off.
“Son of a bitch!” Colt shouts at the same time Remy also begins to swear.
Their Harleys and Greer’s have all been compacted like they were crushed at the junkyard.
“Damn, it’s a good thing our bikes weren’t here,” I say to Barrett after our brothers and Greer go over to inspect the damage.
Once we’re in the parking lot, the big red letters spray painted on the building catch our attention.
“Dude, I think he wants you to stay away from his daughter,” Jordan chuckles.
Greer growls and storms back inside the bar without another word.
Remy makes a beeline for Barrett. He shoves his chest so hard he stumbles backward. “Since this is your fault, you’re paying for all the damage!”
Instead of agreeing, Bear mouths off. “Isn’t your girlfriend loaded? I’m sure she’ll buy you another forty-thousand-dollar bike.”
It’s an unusual side of my normally sweet, loving younger brother.
Getting in Barrett’s face, Remy grabs the sides of his cut and actually shakes him. “Keep your dick away from both of Perry’s daughters. That’s a goddamn order as your president!”
And while I feel bad for my brother, I can’t shake the feeling that I would receive the exact same angry treatment if I mentioned to my brothers that I liked having a guy’s hands on me.
Thinking of Thane reminds me that I’m currently penniless and don’t have a driver’s license. For all I know, he could be buying all sorts of shit with my debit card.
So, when Jordan heads back inside the bar, I follow my prospect and quietly ask,“So, ah, Jordy, do you know how to cancel a debit card?”
“Why?” he asks as he leans against the bar.
“No reason. Also, where would I get a new driver’s license?”
“Dude, did you lose your wallet again?”
“Ah, yeah. I did,” I lie rather than tell him I got felt up by a fucker who stole from me and I liked it. The feeling up part I liked, not so much the theft. Asshole has my favorite gun too. At least he didn’t get the clip, so it’s worthless without it.
“I think you can get a duplicate license online. I can help tomorrow at the shop if you want.”
