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“What’s church?” I asked.
“Brothers meeting to discuss club matters.”
“Go,” I urged. “I can see myself out.”
He sighed. “Fine.” He cradled my cheek and kissed my lips. “I’ll see you later.”
Before I left, I stopped by to see Brielle and Jazz.
“You’re taking off?” Jazz asked.
I nodded. “It doesn’t feel right. Witnessing their grief.”
She didn’t have a response to that, so I hugged them both and then moved along.
Just as I came into the clubhouse, Logan was closing the door of Rach’s room, a set of keys in hand.
“Hey,” she greeted.
“Hey.” It felt stupid to ask Logan how Rach was doing, so I didn’t bother with the platitudes. “You got her keys. She didn’t want you to stay with her?”
Logan gestured with her chin toward the living room and we walked down the hallway away from Rach’s door.
“She wanted privacy to call my brother,” Logan explained.
I frowned. “Brother?”
“Yeah. They’re…complicated. They used to date when they were younger. They reconnected about a month ago.”
“Wild.”
“Yeah. Don’t know how that’s gonna shake out. She lives here. He lives in Idaho.” She shrugged. “Not my circus, not my monkeys.”
“Right. Well, I better get going…”
“Why are you leaving?” she asked.
“You’re missing the brawl out there. It’s not pretty.”
Logan’s eyes widened. “They’re throwing punches?”
“What? No! Figure of speech, sorry. The Old Ladies, I mean. They’re throwing words and it’s getting ugly.”
“And it’s making you uncomfortable.”
“I’m not an Old Lady.”
“You want some tea? I’m going to make some tea.”
“I’m leaving.”
“Take the tea, Hayden.”
I sighed. “Guess I’ll have some tea.”
I sat on one of the kitchen stools and watched her fill the electric kettle and grab two mugs. “How do you feel about chamomile?”
“Love it.”
