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I tell him all about what happened to Hank as well as the cashier that went missing and the other girls from around Chicago.
Twenty minutes later, we hang up after he promises to get me any and all information law enforcement in Chicago might have on the robbery, the murder and all the girls that have gone missing.
Feeling cramped up, I decide to go for a ride on my bike before I open up the file from the Hell Fire MC.
Not realizing what direction I’ve headed until I’m almost there, I slow down just before going past Andi’s new place. I catch a glimpse of the girls running around the outside of the house before the trees block my view again.
They must all be settling in just fine. I realized later the same day she arrived that she never did text me so I’d have her number. She must not want to talk to me so I’ve not stopped back in to check on her.
Pulling up to my own cabin, I get off my bike and make my way inside.
Mina sends a cleaning crew out here every week to keep it dusted even though I’ve told her a million times that she didn’t need to do so.
The cabin is completely set up from the furniture to the pictures on the wall. Most of which are of all the brothers in the club as well as their families but there’s a few older ones too at the end of the hall which is where I stop at.
One picture in the middle draws my eyes just as it always has. It’s a picture of Andi from when we were in school, back before she hooked up with Hank.
Back when I had a huge ass fucking crush for a girl that never once looked in my direction.
Why should she though? She was too good for my punk ass that seemed to always be in trouble.
Once I realized that Hank liked her and that she seemed to look at Hank the same, I tapped down those feelings I had for her.
I never once let on about how I felt until the night of their wedding. The night we all got so drunk that Hank passed out on the floor.
Andi had gotten into the hot tub and asked if I wanted to join her for a bit.
I should have never gotten in there with her but even in my piss drunk state, I thought I could control myself. I was wrong.
What should have been their wedding night, became the best and worst night of my entire life.
The next day, I knew there was no way I could stay and watch the woman I had no right to be in love with, create a life with another man. Even if it was my best friend. Besides, if he’d have known there’s no fucking way he’d have ever forgiven us.
Turning away from the picture, I squeeze my eyes shut as I remember how she looked riding my cock in that hot tub.
Her tits bouncing in my face as I sucked on each nipple until she screamed out her release and her pussy sucked me dry.
Opening my eyes, I look down at the tent trying to pop out on my jeans and I breathe slowly, trying to make my cock relax.
