5
“That part come in I was waiting for?”
Calder stood up from the motorcycle he was working on, stretching his back. “I put it in your office. It came when you were out to lunch with Sex Piston.”
His brother disappeared into his office, coming out five minutes later with the part in hand.
Calder went to the shop refrigerator, grabbing a bottled water. “It’s hot as fuck in here,” he complained, running the cold bottle across his forehead before opening it and drinking half the contents.
“You should have cut your hair shorter last week.”
“I look like I’m sixteen when my hair’s short.” Reminded about his haircut, he started rummaging in his toolbox. The sound of motorcycles pulling into the parking lot could be heard over the loud fans that weren’t alleviating the heat building in the small garage bay.
Stud greeted the bikers who came into the bay.
“Did you leave any Last Rider at home, or did you bring them all with you?” Stud joked, shaking the men’s hands.
Finally finding the rubber band he had been searching for, Calder piled his long hair into a top knot on the crown of his head. Turning, he then went back to the motorcycle he was working on, nodding to Viper, Knox, Shade, Cash, Razer, and Train. His hands were too filthy to shake theirs.
Squatting down, he resumed working on the bike that had come in this morning.
“Since the women are making a night out of going to dinner and the movies, we thought we’d hang out at your club until they’re ready to go home, if that’s okay with you?”
Calder heard the laughter in Viper’s voice and turned to see what he was laughing at, seeing the bikers hastily move their eyes away from him. The only one who didn’t look away was Shade, his sunglasses hiding his expression.
“You brothers want to hang out just to keep me company, or because you don’t want your wives hanging out after the movie is over?” Stud lifted a questioning brow.
“Nothing wrong with killing two birds with one stone. It’s hot as fuck in here.” Viper put up a fisted hand to cover his smiling lips.
What in the fuck was everyone laughing at?
Calder stared around the garage, seeing nothing out of place that could put that pained amusement on their faces. Even his brother was acting weird as fuck, not meeting his questioning gaze.
“What movie are they going to?” he asked. Stud hadn’t mentioned Sex Piston’s crew and The Last Riders’ women going to a movie tonight. Usually the women would go out together for lunch once a month.
“It’s a double feature for Fifty-One Shades of Getting It On.” Stud went to the refrigerator, tossing bottles of water to all the men.
Calder was planning to go back to the Blue Horsemen club after work to sleep before heading out to spend another weekend with Gavin. Changing his mind, he decided to sleep at the Destructors’ club.
Calder tuned out what the brothers were talking about, trying to finish his work so he could get out of the hot garage.
He was reaching for a wrench when he saw boots come to stand next to him.
“Brother, which bitch did you let cut your hair?”
Calder looked up at Shade. “Crazy Bitch. Why?”
“She carved the shape of a rat on you.” His unemotional voice took him a minute to realize the brother wasn’t shitting him.
The silence behind him had him jerking to his feet, his hand going to the back of his head. “I’m going to blister that bitch’s ass.”
Calder started to leave, determined that Crazy Bitch wasn’t going to watch that movie without a fucking donut cushion, only to find a wall of brothers blocking his path.
“Move,” Calder grunted as Stud shouldered him back.
“Chill. You want her to know she got to you?”
“She’ll know when my hand connects with her bare ass!”
“That’s not the way to handle her. She’ll just laugh at you harder that you got that mad.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he ranted. “You’re my brother; you should have said something before.”
“I knew you would be mad as hell and you wouldn’t be able to hide it. You only wear your hair like that when you’re in the shop. I would have said something before you let her cut it again. She’s been waiting for you to find out. Sex Piston told me when she came back to work Thursday. She’s being waiting to rub your nose in it.”
“I’m not going to disappoint her. When I’m done with that crazy bitch, my nose will be rubbing in her fucking pussy, after I get to smacking that ass of hers,” he snarled.
“Can’t do it tonight. My wife is with her right now.” Shade’s forbidding comment sailed right over his head. “She might get upset if you show up angry.”
“I don’t give a fu—”