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Sawyer knew who he was. Part of the Bandits, but he didn’t think he’d been in the Gray Dog the night he and Birdie had gambled.
“A wedding. You want more salve for that nappy rash on Ivy, Brick?” Birdie was leaning close to him now, and Sawyer could smell her scent. Fresh. A hint of something soft too, like roses.
“Yeah. You got any?” the biker said.
She got out of the car and headed for the stall, which gave him and the biker a view of her legs and curves in those clothes. Sawyer felt an almost irresistible urge to follow. He didn’t want her close to one of the Bandits. Those guys were assholes, and he definitely didn’t want one of them checking her out.
“This is the one you want. Every time she’s changed, you use it.” Birdie held out a jar.
“I’ll take both jars,” the biker said.
Birdie took his money and stuffed it in the money box.
“Thanks.” Brick fired up his bike, and its throaty roar filled the air. He rolled it close to Sawyer’s window.
“You watch out for her, Duke.”
“I don’t take orders from you, and maybe you should talk to that shithead Grill. He was causing trouble the other night in the Gray Dog. Next time I won’t be so nice.”
“I heard you came at him,” Brick said.
“Now we both know that’s not true.”
The man glared at him for a few seconds and then roared away on his motorcycle. Birdie got back in the car and carefully clipped in her seat belt.
“What the fuck was that?”
“What?”
“You and a Bandit. They’re mean and bad news, as you know after that fight the other night. Keep your distance from them, Birdie.”
“Brick isn’t like the others. He’s always been good to us.”
“He’s one of them. Stay away from him,” Sawyer said. “And why the fuck were you there at that card game, anyway?”
“Stop swearing, and it’s none of your business. You don’t get to tell me who’s bad news, considering the reason I’m seated beside you. No member of the Bandits has ever blackmailed me.” She folded her arms. “Now drive. The sooner this is done, the better.”
She had a point. Sawyer drove, but he was not done with the interrogation.
“Why do you need money so much you work three jobs and gamble?”
“I just told you I’m not your business.”
“Birdie—”
“I don’t want you talking to anyone about this. Stay out of it.”
“Out of what, exactly?”
She didn’t speak again, just looked out the window.
It didn’t take long to get to the airstrip. Birdie sat staring right, and Sawyer straight ahead. Neither spoke, and he was pleased when they pulled up beside Uncle Asher’s car.
She got out and grabbed her stuff from the back seat before he could, and Sawyer did the same. They found the others inside the small hangar that doubled as a wait area.
“Birdie, lovely to see you,” his mother said, giving her a hug. “It’s so nice of you to be Sawyer’s plus one.”
“My pleasure, Mrs. Duke.” She smiled, and it was genuine. A Birdie smile like she usually wore around Lyntacky. Nothing like the glares she gave Sawyer. “I’m looking forward to it.”
