“What will you do all day while I’m gone?”
She rolls her shoulders. “I don’t know. Watch TV. Cook dinner. Wait for you to ravish me.” She bites her bottom lip and my cock twitches.
“I gotta go. Stay away from the news. It will only upset you.”
Shelly nods and I go out to the truck and grab my cut. Taking my bike today. Need to get my head straight. This shit...playing house with Shelly, is fucking with me.
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Riding was exactly what I needed. I feel more like myself as I ride up to the clubhouse. More like Boogeyman.
I park and head inside to find Cole Black sitting at the bar.
“You still in town? Thought I smelled shit?”
He laughs. “Fuck you.” He squints at me. “Boogeyman?”
I rub my goatee and tuck my hair behind my ears. Fuck I am going to catch hell from my brothers for my new cleaned up look. “Why are you here you ginger headed fucker?”
“Just making sure shit’s straight here. Watching after my sister. Making sure Hades don’t fuck up with Tiny and get her killed.”
Goddamn that's the last thing we need. The fucking Black Rebel Riders’ up in our business.
“We got it covered.” I snarl.
“Easy. My old man doesn’t know shit about it. I’m trying to keep it that way. I quite enjoy the peace we’ve had these past six months.”
Fucker has a point but doesn’t mean I have to like having him here sniffing around our club. What he really means is Devils Rejec
ts haven’t given him a reason to go running to daddy to tell him our business. My shit with Shelly could be all the reason he needs.
Fuck me.
Fuck me hard in the ass.
I don't need this shit right now.
Prick better not be sitting in at church.
I give him a chin lift and head to the meeting room.
I take my seat next to Uno’s bitch ass and he stares a hole through me.
“What crawled up your ass?”
“Probably his wife,” Terror razes him and punches him in the arm.
“Fuck you. Both of you. Stephanie hasn’t shut up since that shit you pulled with her at the store. Won’t even suck my dick.”
“You mean she won’t let you suck her dick,” Reaper joins in, giving him hell.
I move to reach between his legs and he scoots back, nearly jumping out of his chair.
“The fuck you doing?”
“Checking to see if you still have a cock.” We all howl with laughter. “Need to find some damn tweezers first though.” I snort.
Hades comes in. “Enough. Fucking grade school bitches. Goddamn. We got important business to discuss and all you are worried about is giving Uno the action he’s missing at home. Looks like Boogeyman even shaved for you first.” He chuckles, and Uno’s face goes red. Poor bastard gets it from all sides. “Don’t worry, brother. There is plenty of easy pussy coming in from Florida. Cocky is patching over. That is if you vote to let him.”