He wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her against him as I walked over slowly. “What happened?” he asked, looking over at me as she cried into his chest.
“Some little assholes on the side of the road,” I explained briefly.
Leo frowned. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
He led her in and over to a sofa in the corner where they both sat and chatted quietly. I could see how tense Leo’s shoulders were as she spoke, explaining what had happened.
“Who’s that?” Optimus asked as he and Chelsea came in from the patio.
“Leo’s niece.”
Optimus raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Meyah? I haven’t seen her around here for years. What’s going on?”
I told them what happened. Chelsea looked over at her sadly, and Optimus glared with a heavy frown.
“Fucking kids these days have no respect,” Optimus grumbled.
I looked past him, catching sight of Ham standing in the doorway out to the patio. Ham was a sweet kid, it wasn’t often you saw him without a smile on his face, but he took his place within the club very seriously.
Prospects kind of got the hard end of the deal, mainly serving as the member’s personal slaves and bitch boys. They got all the unwanted jobs, watching the gate, babysitting, cleaning the members’ bikes. But the thing was, every single member had gone through the same process. They had all paid their dues and proved their loyalty to the club.
And Ham was loyal to a fault, so I had no doubt that sometime soon, he would get his colors.
Although with the way he was watching Meyah, his eyes glued to her and a deep frown etched on his face, I had to wonder whether maybe Leo would end up beating his ass to a pulp before he made it that far.
I smiled and shook my head.
I knew that look.
And I just hoped he knew what he was doing.