Baldie pointed. “I loaded the cabinet above the stove with booze. It should hold you for a while. You can find the basics in the fridge.” He flung the door open to reveal the contents, then slammed it shut. “If you’re here longer than a couple of weeks, we’ll get more food out to you.”
“Sounds good,” I grunted.
Baldie considered Wolf and me. “Want me to send a couple of sweet butts out to you?”
“I have my woman,” Wolf hissed.
Baldie stared at him, a confused glint in his eyes. “So?”
Damn, Baldie conformed to the primitive ways of some bikers, where a member might have an old lady but still screwed the “sweet butts.” Our club wasn’t like that. If we took an old lady, we were faithful. Of course, that’s why Lynx would never claim a woman. He loved all the kittens and felt it was his duty to spread himself around. Which was why he pissed me off, sniffing around Aspen.
“So I don’t need club girl,” Wolf replied in a tense voice.
I moved in front of my brother before he hauled off and punched Baldie. “We don’t need any women, thank you.”
Baldie tilted his head. “I thought the bitch causing all the trouble was hands-off? Didn’t belong to anyone?”
My blood boiled at his blatant use of the word bitch. Granted, some women were, but this dude seemed to lump all women into the bitch category. If I didn’t control my fist, it would end up in the son of abitch’smouth.
“We don’t need any women,” I repeated. What in the hell did he think would be going on while we hid out here? A sex-fest?
The VP shrugged. “Suit yourself. Jack off day and night for all I care. I was just being a gracious host offering some pussy to get you through the clusterfuck that bitch caused your club.” He left the kitchen before I could drop him on the wooden floor and pound some goddamn decency into him.
Wolf growled, showing his equal disgust.
“Back here are two bedrooms and a bathroom.” Baldie pointed to each room. “This closet has a secret door in the back, leading to a panic room. If the motherfucker finds you and blows the place up, you’ll survive if you make it in there.” He passed me a slip of paper. “Memorize the password, then destroy that.”
I shoved the post-it note into my pocket. “Got it.”
“This place is off the grid. It runs off solar power. Preserve the electricity. Use wood for heating. Limit your showers.” He waggled his dark brows. “Double up with the bitches, get sucked off at the same time.” His hearty chuckle grated on my last nerve.
I crossed my arms over my chest to keep from attacking this dickwad. “Anything else?”
“Two-way radios are on the coffee table, along with maps of the surrounding area. The prospect can show you the snowmobiles in the shed.” He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. I guessed he was in his forties. Not an ugly dude, just an asshole.
“Appreciate it. We need to get the women out of the truck.” I was tired as all get out. It was pushing five in the morning. Since Aspen arrived, I hardly slept a wink, just knowing she was within reach.
Baldie saluted. “Alright. I’m out.”
About fucking time. Baldie hadn’t done anything useful other than riling me up when he called Aspen a bitch. Not like I’d never thought of her as one. I had, on many occasions. It frustrated me how I nearly defended her to this asshole.
What in the hell was going on with me?
Was I that weak of a man that I couldn’t handle being in the same space as my ex? Yes, I fucking was, which was why I’d been avoiding her all week.
“He’s gone,” Wolf muttered. “I don’t like that goat.”
“Me either. Which room did you want for you and Jill? Left or right?”
He shrugged, furrowing his brow. “Doesn’t matter. This place is small. It’s gonna be cozy.” He scanned the small living space. “Are you giving Aspen the other room?” His dark eyes cut to the only sofa in the open concept room.
I gripped my neck to think this through. Both rooms had beds big enough for two, but there were six of us. It would be a tight squeeze because of Baldie’s prospect.
As the highest-ranking member here, what I said went. Between the four men, we’d have alternating security duty. A patched brother and a prospect. Wolf could do the day shift with Hollywood. I’d take nights with the kid. Maybe Aspen would let me crash in her room during the day to get some decent sleep.
What was I thinking?
Let me?