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“Iamtrusting you.” He moves his hand to open the front door. “Keep these assholes out of trouble tonight.”
I nod. “I will.”
I’m about to resume activities with Christy when I hear Cy mutter an “oh shit.” Looking past him outside, I see a sheriff’s car parked out front, Deputy Clancy leaning against the hood, arms folded across his chest.
“Clancy. Nice of you to stop by.” I stride over and take Cy’s side like the supportive VP I am. “You’re a little out of your jurisdiction, though.”
While the brothel is in Storey County, an area covered by the Sheriff’s Department, our clubhouse is in Reno. Makes me wonder why he’s here.
“I heard yourestablishmentis opening the day after tomorrow, so I wanted to stop by and welcome you to the neighborhood.”
“You came all the way here for that?” Cy widens his stance.
Clancy pushes off the hood toward us. “I don’t know what kind of arrangement you have with local law enforcement here in Reno to get away with all the shit you pull, but that same courtesy won’t be extended to you in my county.”
Little does he know, his uncle, theactualSheriff, has already visited and assured us that as long we keep his dick wet with top-tier pussy, the department will turn a blind eye to minor matters. Clancy’s threats are useless.
“Don’t need to worry about us, Clancy. Maybe you didn’t hear, but the Sons are on the up and up now. We’ve gone legit,” I say with a smug grin that only infuriates the deputy.
“We’ll see about that.”
I scratch my head. “Might want to have a chat with your uncle. He’s already been in touch and said we won’t have any problems.”
His demeanor falters for only a split-second, but I see it. He didn’t know about Vance’s visit, so obviously, they’re not on the same page. That can’t be good for either of us. I’ll have to talk to Vance and ensure his nephew won’t be a problem.
“My uncle is getting old and nearing retirement, so he’s not on top of things the way he used to be. Don’t you worry, though; he’s handed a lot of duties off to me. Come election time, I’ll be the one taking over for him.” He strolls confidently to his driver’s side door. “Nice talking to you, gentlemen. I’m sure we’ll be meeting again real soon.”
Cy and I stand silently until the car is outside the open gate. It’s typically closed off to outsiders, but we leave it open on party nights so people can come and go as they please. Might be a good idea to buckle down on that until things get going with the ranch so we can avoid any more surprise visitors.
“Still sticking to your story about everything running smoothly?” Cy asks.
“Yep. He’s all bark. Vance will keep him in his pocket.”
“Sure hope so.” Cy mounts his Harley and starts the engine. The sound spreads uncontrollable excitement through me like it always has, making me itch to ride. But not tonight. Tonight, I want to drink and forget all the stress of opening a new business.
After watching him speed off, I go back inside. My shoulders are stiff, and I need to relieve some tension. The best way to do that is to get my dick sucked, so I weave through the crowd until I find Christy chatting with some of the other bitches.
She sees me and rushes over, jumping into my arms. Out of reflex, I catch her, and before I realize what’s happening, her lips are on mine. She’s taking liberties she doesn’t deserve, but it’s my own damn fault. I’ve heard the gossip she’s spread about wanting to be my ol’ lady, and I’ve ignored it until now, but it’s clear I need to nip it in the bud. I release her legs, unceremoniously dropping her to the ground. She recovers and plasters a smile on her face.
“What’s wrong, Rigger?” she asks with a pout.
“What’s wrong is you thinking you mean more to me than you do.”
She scrambles to her feet with narrowed eyes and flattened lips. She’s finally getting it through her thick skull: we had fun while it lasted, but I’mnother man. We’renotin a relationship.
“We’ve been sleeping together for six months,” she whines.
“No, we’ve been fucking for six months.” I shrug. “You were a good lay, but honestly, it’s getting stale.”
“You’re an asshole.” Her hand flies up to slap me, but I catch it midair and hold it inches from my cheek. Giving her a look of warning, she cowers. I’d never hit a woman, but I’ll sure as hell kick her out of the clubhouse without an invitation to come back, which would hurt more than an ass-whooping to a girl like her.
“You.” I point to one of the women watching the scene unfold. “Let’s go.”
I don’t look back, but I hear the woman apologizing to Christy as she takes my hand. There’s no need to because it’s no secret why we keep them around, and it ain’t in hopes of finding an ol’ lady. Their one job is to keep my brothers and me happy. If they don’t like it, the door’s open. No one’s holding a gun to their head.
Once outside, I release her hand but keep walking to my cabin. All the Sons’ ranking members have a studio cabin on the property, even Cy, though he keeps a place nearby with his ol’ lady.
After stepping through the door, I take off my cut, hang it on a hook on the wall, and remove my boots. Seconds later, the woman sheepishly follows me inside.
