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Reaper looked irritated. “Croy clear you?”
Knox dipped his chin. To anyone else, it might look like he was bored answering questions, but I could see the tension in his arm around Allie. He was waiting for Reaper to start something. I frowned, glancing at Allie.
“Is fighting really common around here?”
She snorted, the tension bleeding away. “You have no idea. Come on, I’ll introduce you to the rest of the old ladies. We’re better company than these guys.”
She grabbed my wrist, pulling me inside and leaving the rest of them by my truck. I glanced over my shoulder, watching them.
“They aren’t gonna mess up my truck, are they?”
Allie pursed her lips. “Probably not, but if they do, they’ve got a mechanic who can fix it. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of an MC that didn’t have at least one mechanic.”
“How many MCs you know about?” Croy’s growl was more intimidating than all the others combined. Allie dragged me to the kitchen in the corner, giving Croy a droll look.
“A few. The San Diego charter had two. They fixed my tires before we left.”
He grunted, lifting his chin to greet me. He was leaning up against the island, Riley in a leather vest leaning back against him as she talked to a blonde with mile long hair.
“I thought you said it was a boy’s club.”
That drew Riley’s attention, and she turned to me with a smile. “It is. It’s a property cut, not a membership cut.” She turned to give me a view of her back. The patch looked similar to the rest of the guys, but it said ‘Property of Croy’ across the top. I couldn’t help the face I made, which made her snort.
“I know. I thought the same thing. It took some explaining before I was willing to accept it.”
You couldn’t pay me money to agree to be someone’s property, in name or not. It felt really creepy, but I wasn’t going to judge other people’s lifestyles. She seemed happy, and it didn’t feel like she was being forced into it or anything, so that was what mattered with kinks like that.
“I know Reaper is working on getting Quinn one. Is Knox going to do the same for you?” Riley queried, her attention on Allie.
“Eventually. We’ve been a little busy since we got back. He doesn’t trust me to stay here without him, so he can’t go out and get it done.” She rolled her eyes heavily. Riley snickered.
“I mean, can you blame him?”
Allie scowled. “Shut up.”
Their dynamic was fun. Allie introduced me to the other woman, a sweet and quiet woman named Quinn. She wiggled her fingers, smiling at me. It wasn’t until Riley said she was Reaper’s old lady that I started to question things.
“Hold on. You?”
Her brow furrowed, but Riley laughed, nodding her head.
“I know, right? They’re like a study in opposites. But Quinn’s been in love with Reaper since we were kids.”
Allie made a face. “Don’t remind me. It’s still gross that you’re claimed by my brother.”
My mouth fell open. “He’s your brother?!”
“Oh yeah. The blowout when Allie found out was insane. Everything is back to normal now, thank god,” Riley replied.
Allie scoffed. “Speak for yourself. It’s still weird as hell to watch them all over each other.” She visibly shuddered.
Quinn’s chin dropped, and the corners of her mouth drew down. She looked ashamed. It must’ve been a hell of a conflict to start dating your best friend’s brother. Lucky for me, Tyson doesn’t have any siblings anywhere close to my age.
Allie noticed Quinn’s reaction and threw an arm around her shoulder, giving her a reassuring smile. “Don’t stress out. Pretty sure if you weren’t distracting him, I’d still be in California. Besides, he didn’t immediately start bitching when he found out Knox brought me to the range. I have to assume that’s because of you.”
It settled Quinn a little, and she relaxed, leaning her head against Allie’s shoulder.
“Where the fuck is Clink? He’s supposed to be helping you.”
