“There’s something we need to discuss,” Joni said. “Mia and I are tired of being caged in. We want to go out.”
“You already go out,” Zip stated from the recliner, his eyes on Joni.
Joni glared at him. “Going to work is not the same as going out. We want a night on the town.”
“Not so much a night on the town, just karaoke,” I interjected. “We can make that happen. Right?”
“What happened the last time you and Joni went out?” Zip asked pointedly. “On Blue Angels’ territory.”
Joni opened her mouth to reply, but Colt jumped in and said, “The brothers from Coeur d’Alene arrive tomorrow afternoon. We should show them a good time.”
“Safety in numbers,” Reap said with a slow nod.
“We should just have a massive bonfire here,” Zip groused. “No reason to flaunt shit in town.”
Colt rubbed his thumb across his jaw. “I was thinking we could meet the boys at The Rex.”
Reap’s eyes gleamed. Zip’s gaze hardened. Even Boxer’s humorous expression sobered.
“So it’s going to be like that, huh?” Zip asked finally.
Colt looked at each Blue Angel in the eye. One by one they nodded.
“You’ll call Bishop,” Colt told Zip. “Tell him about the new meet up spot.”
Colt was speaking in riddles, but I knew better than to ask him to explain. He’d explain when we were alone.
Hopefully.
“Are we done for the night?” Torque asked. He’d been standing in the corner of the room, tatted arms crossed over his shoulders. “I got a pregnant Old Lady at home who’s demanding ice cream.”
Gray grinned. “It just gets worse. Trust me.”
“She’s carrying my kid.” Torque shrugged. “She wants ice cream. She gets ice cream. And any other thing she wants.”
The group broke up almost immediately. Torque and Reap headed out at the same time while Zip went out back to make a call, no doubt to Bishop, whoever he was. Colt was talking to Gray and Cheese in hushed tones and Boxer continued to lounge on the couch, his eyes half closed.
“What’s The Rex?” I asked Joni as we cleaned up the takeout containers.
“The Rex Hotel. In Dallas.”
“Why are they telling the other Blue Angel chapter to meet there?”
“I have an idea, but I’m not one hundred percent sure…”
“Joni. Tell me.”
“Ask Colt.”
“Ask me what?” Colt said from behind me, causing me to jump and drop fried rice all over the floor.
“Really?” I asked in exasperation. “How do you do that?”
“Do what?” he asked with raised eyebrows.
“Walk silently in heavy boots.” I gestured to the broom next to the fridge. Joni handed it to me. I quickly swept up the mess and dumped it into the trash.
Colt settled his hand on the curve of my neck and gently brought me into the side of his body. “Are you ready?”