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Just as I’m removing my helmet, Ghost and Tiny fly through the gate on their bikes. Ghost’s boisterous laugh echoes through the dark lot and Tiny flicks him off. “You fucking cheated.”
Ghost laughs even harder before slapping his large palm on Tiny’s wide back. “No need to be a sore loser, big guy.”
“What’s going on?” I ask, my boots scraping against the cement as I make my way over to them.
My brother turns his wide smile my way and gestures toTiny with his thumb. “This guy bet me a bill that he could beat me here from The Castle.”
“Still have the need for speed I see,” I tease Ghost.
He shrugs, nodding to Tiny. “He started it.”
“Motherfucker, you were the one telling Lyric that my bike was slow. You asked for it,” Tiny grumbles.
“Still won though,” Ghost brags.
“Fuck off,” Tiny says, laughing. “I want a rematch tomorrow on a fucking straight road. You cheated turning down that alley.”
“You never said there were any rules.” Ghost shrugs, moving towards the front door of the clubhouse. I clap Tiny on the back sympathetically as we fall in line behind him.
The music immediately assaults my ears as we step through into the main room. Brothers and nearly naked chicks are strewn about. I follow Ghost over to the bar and recognize the kid manning it from my party.
“Hey, Pres. Tiny, Ringer,” he greets.
“Patch! I’ll just take a beer,” Ghost says, taking the middle stool.
Tiny and I take the seats beside him and I nod in confirmation as Patch sends a cold beer my way.
The cold liquid hits my tongue and I moan as I swallow it down. I was never much of a beer drinker before getting locked up, but it’s funny what you miss when you can no longer have it.
Turning around in my stool, I look out over the small party happening in the club. I can vaguely make out Razor sitting in the corner. There’s a topless woman on her knees between his thighs with his dick so far down her throat that I’m glad I can’t see anything else from this angle.
“Still a fuck fest like always, huh?” I chuckle over a swig of beer.
Tiny grunts out a laugh. “That’ll never change, brother. It doesn’t matter how long you’re gone.”
“Except for Wednesdays. This place is a graveyard on Wednesdays,” Patch adds, wiping the counter in front of us.
“That’s because everyone is at The Castle,” Ghost grins. “You gotta come check it out.”
“Is anyone going to be there?” Tiny asks.
“I’m sure Tank, Flame, and their women won’t be. But as far as I know, everyone else will still be in attendance,” Ghost says with a shrug.
“James taking over?” Tiny asks my brother.
“Who’s James?”
Ghost turns his stool to look at me. “We hired him a while back when Bunny was getting more serious with tattooing. She wasn’t supposed to be done behind the bar yet, but there’s no way I’m making her get behind there again.”
My brother has always had a soft spot for women. I think it’s because he was a huge mama’s boy. Women flock to his side. I know he exudes a sense of protection that most women stick to like a fly trap.
“She any good?” I ask, eager to learn more about the woman who has my best friend enamored.
“What? Bartending or tattooing?” Tiny chuckles.
“Either,” I shrug.
Ghost lets out an obnoxious laugh. “She’s fucking amazing at both.”
