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Sitting back in the main clubroom, I’m hanging out with City, Hurricane, and South from LA, casually drinking and shooting the breeze. It’s amazing how well South seems to fit in here—he reminds me a little of City with that easy-going, fun-loving attitude.
“I can’t get over how laid-back you guys all are. My brothers in LA are a little… I dunno, tense?” South states, and City chuckles, taking a long sip of his beer, subtly nodding.
“Shit can get tense here too… I think it all comes down to leadership styles. Hurricane is strong but fair, but he also knows how to have a good time. Alpha has baggage, yeah?” I ask.
City and South both nod. “Too much to go into… but he carries it ’round with him, and it makes him… grumpy,” South shares.
“He’s a fair president and a damn good one, but sometimes he gets in his own head, and he ends up shutting himself off from the brothers.” City sighs, and South dips his chin.
“Couldn’t agree more, and it’s only gotten worse since you left, brother. Sometimes you want reassurance, and instead, he retreats to the Chapel, locking himself away. It’s become a morale thing, you know?” South sighs.
Hurricane scrubs at his beard, humming under his breath. “Should I say somethin’ to him? See if he needs an assist?”
South shakes his head. “Fuck no. I don’t know what he’d do if he knew we were talking about him behind his back. Maybe he just needs to come hang out here for a bit. It’s so fucking relaxing here. You can’t help but unwind.”
Hurricane cranes his neck to the side, humming under his breath. “Well, we are a couple of men down right now. We’ve lost two full patches recently, and with a prospect just gainin’ a patch, we only have one prospect on hand. We’re down on numbers, so if you have anyone who wants to come over for a spell, you let us know.”
South sits taller, his eyes widening as he inhales sharply, his eyes drifting toward Ingrid and lingering on her. “Fuck… I’ll patch over.”
We all stare at him, Hurricane tilting his head in curiosity. “You wanna temporarily transfer?”
South finally focuses on Hurricane, and he smiles so fucking wide it’s contagious. “Hell, yeah. I love this city. I love this clubhouse. I love the people. Why the fuck not?”
Hurricane shrugs. “All right, you can patch in until Jesse takes his full patch and we find another prospect or two to take his place. It will only be temporary, so Alpha doesn’t kick my damn ass for poachin’ you and City. What do ya think? Do we have a deal?”
I can’t help but notice South’s gaze flick to Ingrid again.
She must sense him staring, and she glances over, her lips turning up ever so slightly as she looks back at him. The man smiles so wide I’m sure his cheeks must be hurting, and he dips his chin, looking smug as shit. “We have a deal.”
Oh shit!
I don’t know what’s going on between Ingrid and South, if anything, but blind Freddy can see the chemistry between them right now, and I am sure Hurricane can too.
And if how he reacted to the rest of the women in his family being involved with people in the club is anything to go by, thiswillget incredibly interesting.
