“I overheard Jana and Teddy talking. Teddy says something definitely happened between you two,” he said, his gaze too damn studious for my liking.
“Nothing did.”
“Since the funeral,” he finally added.
“Smug prick.” A laugh roared out of him, startling the young couple in the VW bug at the air pump.
“So, you fucked her after her brother’s funeral and then you told her it was a huge mistake, is that about right?”
I nodded.
“Then I left town and I hadn’t seen her until she showed up at the clubhouse last month.” Shit, had it already been a month? Why the fuck was I counting?
“And in the last month you’ve been reading the Bible together?”
I laughed. “Well we’ve both spent time on our knees.”
“So, Teddy was right? Do you like her or are you just getting your dick wet?”
“Does it matter?”
We had rules in the club, but we also didn’t get all up in each other’s personal business unless it interfered with club business.
“No, I’m just curious.”
That pulled another laugh out of me. “When did you become such a gossip?”
He shrugged and got back on his bike. “It’s fucking Jana and Teddy. No, it’s women. They have this way of making everything sound like shit you just have to hear. And the worst part? It’s always juicy gossip, about people I don’t fucking know!”
I laughed and kicked my engine into gear. “You domesticated pussy.”
He flipped me off with another laugh as he mounted his own bike. “Yeah, but I go to sleep and wake up with a warm, sexy woman in my arms. Half the time she makes me breakfast.”
“And the other half?”
“She makes it for me,” he said with a smug grin and took off, leaving me to catch up with his crazy ass.
We were only about a hundred miles from home; I used that time to clear my head, even though Max’s words kept playing in my head. The way he looked when he talked about Jana and their future was a far cry from the shell-shocked half a person he’d been when he first got here. I was happy for him, but that future wasn’t for me.
When we made it back to the clubhouse, Max stomped over to me looking as serious as I’d seen him in a long time.
“I got sidetracked by that fucking gossip,” he grumbled and raked a hand through his hair. “Teddy said someone busted Mandy’s window out. She was cagey about it, said it was random but Teddy didn’t believe her.”
I knew who’d done it, even if I didn’t know their names. Yet. “Thanks, Max.”
“She all right?”
“She will be. Let’s go handle our business so you can get home to your woman.”
That stubborn woman was enough to drive a man to drink, and I was already a drinkin’ man.
***
“So, you are alive,” I said as soon as Mandy opened the door, looking good enough to eat in short pink shorts and tight white top that cupped her tits perfectly. One little bead of sweat trickled down her jaw to her neck, making a straight line down her chest and between the little shadowed spot between her breasts. Fucking delectable.
“Have you heard otherwise?”
“Always the smartass. I wasn’t sure, since you’ve been doing a pretty good job of ignoring me.”