Reese couldn’t keephis eyes off Josie. Something was off about her. Not that it was his job to care or take care of her anymore, but he could tell something was off. She was hiding something. One thing about Josie was that she sucked at lying. From the day he met her, there was nothing she could keep from him.
Well, that was a little different now since they hadn’t been close in years. Not since Laszlo was killed. That put the final nail in the coffin to anything that resembled a relationship.
Reese studied the way she talked to Parker. The way she crouched to get a clipboard and showed whatever to Parker. The strange part was that there were women almost completely naked behind him, yet his attention was locked on a woman fully clothed.
“You okay there, VP?”
Reese turned his head and nodded. “I’m good, brother.”
Jason put his almost empty beer bottle on the bar and turned, leaning against it. “The new girl is pretty sexy. Looks young. Innocent. But the way she moves those hips… fuck.”
“Yeah?”
“Brett’s got her locked in though.”
“Where’s Hawk?”
“Still with that other one. I’ve had Starla giving me the eyes but I’m not in the mood. Prez wants us to keep a close eye on things. He’s worried about something.”
“I haven’t heard anything,” Reese said.
“What are we here for?”
“Meeting with Jefferson.”
“Need me to rough him up a little?” Jason asked with a gleam in his eye.
“Maybe, brother,” Reese said. He stuck his fingers into his mouth and whistled to get Parker’s attention. “Two more. On the house.”
Parker glanced over at Josie. She looked right to Reese and there was a moment when all time stopped. She then gave a nod, okaying the free drinks, and walked away.
Even if she said they weren’t free, Reese wasn’t going to pay. Face it, if it weren’t for him and the club, the place wouldn’t have been standing. Jefferson once got his ass into so much debt that the strip club had been rigged to be blown up. And the plan had been to do it with the place packed with people. The MC had been able to figure out who was doing it, stop it, and get Jefferson out of his debts.
“What’s your take on this shit with the badges?” Jason asked.
Parker came over, put the two beers down and walked away. Reese grabbed his and stood up.
“I think we need to look at what’s happening and prepare ourselves,” Reese said. “Can’t ignore the obvious. Someone has it hard for the club. Not just our charter. The entire club. Taking us down isn’t easy and I don’t think it can ever happen. Outlaws find a way to survive. Running with thelost menuntil you find a new patch. Whatever it is, we’ll get through it. Just have to be smart.”
“I hear that, brother,” Jason said. “Just know that whatever happens, I’ve got your back. And you’ve got my vote.”
“Meaning what?”
“Just whatever happens,” Jason said. “I trust your vision.”
“We have a President, brother. We need to trust his vision.”
“Yeah, I know that. Sometimes things don’t always add up. Clubs end up arguing over shit.”
“That’s the point,” Reese said. “That’s why we vote.”
Reese saw Brett standing at the stage, hands on it, staring up at the new girl. Her hips moved in a way that made Reese think of Josie. But since Josie was nowhere to be found…
He walked toward the stage. There were a handful of customers sitting and enjoying the show. The music was louder, the bass turned way up, thumping so hard it rattled your heart in your chest. Two other girls were on stage now too.ArielandAmber. They were calledthe A twinsbecause of their names and because of their chest size. Funny part was that even though their chests weren’t like that of, say, Starla, they could move and flirt with the best, sucking men in with their innocent and pouty lips.
At the stage, Reese put his right hand out for the new girl to take.
She looked at Brett then at Reese.