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Jester’s hostility shuts off completely. He steps back and nods.
“I’ll get my hog and meet you here. Make sure you can keep up, kid.”
Refusing to let on to how I know he’s messing with me, I reply, “I know it’s been a long time since you’ve been on a hog, so I promise to be patient.”
Jester glares at me before throwing his head back and laughing at my comment. I know he’s about to explode in rage—or jizz—soon.
Leaving with him is dangerous. As soon as he storms out of HQ, everyone turns their gazes to me. Even Overlord’s kids eyeball me as if they’ve caught on to how I’m in trouble.
“I’ve got this,” I announce to the room. “But if not, I expect you all to cry at my funeral. Even you, Buzzsaw. Nothing less than big, beautiful tears, old-timer.”
With that, I walk outside and slide onto my beautiful, vivid black Softail Low Rider. Taking a deep breath, I think about my parents. My mom was a delicate flower in many ways. She might have gotten tats and rode bitch on a rough man’s bike, but she mostly just wanted to be pretty and soft.
Papa Bear knew how to make her feel loved while Jester doesn’t even know how to make himself happy.
I guess I’m about to find out if I’m strong enough to do all the heavy lifting on my own.
JESTER
Ican’t settle down. The Sanctuary feels like another prison. Papa Bear keeps eyeballing me like a guard ready to lower the hammer for any misstep.
My friends have changed just enough to remind me of the passing of time. Some of them are grandparents now. I suddenly don’t feel like the man I was when I walked into prison.
Rather than putting on a show for my old friends, I want to be alone with Talon. I’m in a hurry to see where things go now that I’m free and she’s grown up.
Except she doesn’t join me at dinner. Talon sits with her friends instead and returns to her flirty-teenage crap. That’s why I lose my temper. I feel like the world moved on. I have nothing anchoring me to this place except for my desire for Talon, and she’s playing games.
I know Papa Bear doesn’t want us to ride off together. I used to turn to him for advice, but he’s right to worry. I have no experience being with a woman in a real way. I’m going to fuck up. But I can’t walk away from Talon.
My friends don’t get my interest in her. She’s too young. They view her as a child rather than a grown woman.
Everyone knows this thing is going to end badly. Even Talon acts as if she’s an animal trainer. She plans to keep this beast under control with the tricks she’s learned while I was locked in a cage.
Climbing on my chopper blue Fat Boy, I let out a satisfied sigh. In my head, I imagine Talon riding bitch. Her arms around my waist would feel good.
Since she wants to play club sister rather than girlfriend, I guide us around the Sanctuary. I enjoy the hot, dry air on my skin. The wind blows my hair loose. The breeze also gets under my shirt, wrapping around my chest, making me feel like I’m flying.
