“Dammit, you’re magnificent.”
“Can we meet here again in a couple of days?” I wanted to say tomorrow, but I knew he was busy at the Viper’s clubhouse. I didn’t want to interfere and delay his return home.
“I was going to ask the same thing.”
“Perfect.” I exhaled, closing my eyes. Happiness and love whirled through me as we kissed and held each other for a while. Our time together was exactly what my body and soul had needed.
Art was all I needed.
18
Art
I guzzled my beer in the smokey bar as I counted the fucking minutes until I’d see Eve again. I hated being in The Cities. My hope of finishing up with the Vipers within a week hadn’t happened.
It fucking sucked. All I wanted was to get home and claim my woman.
Hustler strolled out from the back with a club girl in his arms. I get being single and enjoying sex, but this guy was over the top. He acted like a horny-ass teenager. Sex was all he thought about morning, noon, and night. It was because of him and all his “naughty breaks” that we were still here.
“Hey, man.” Hustler sat down. He squeezed the chick’s ass, then shoved her away. “Get gone, honey. I got work to do.”
I glared at him. “About fucking time. This ain’t no spring break, fuck fest. Keep your dick under control so we can leave.”
Hustler groaned, rolling his eyes. “Why you pissing on my fun? Do you have any idea what it’s like to have four brothers up in your grill all the time? Being in The Cities is amazing. I should’ve come out here sooner.”
“Christ. Just enough already.” I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have even one brother. But three like Hustler? That might be a lot.
“I don’t know what you’re crying about. You’ve been getting yours when you leave on your errand. Who is she? Is she hot?”
How’d he know I was meeting up with Eve? “What’re you having me followed?”
“Yes. I’m training the new prospects.”
“Son of a bitch. Not cool, man!” If word got back to Storm before Eve told him, all hell would break loose.
Hustler raised his hands. “What? I’m training them well, aren’t I?” He grinned proudly. “And you thought all I did around here was fuck around.”
“I don’t need this bullshit,” I hissed.
“Clearly, you sound like you need a lot more than you’ve been getting. That redhead over there is a lot of fun.”
“No thanks. I’m good.”
“I beg to differ. You sound hard up, maybe a little dissatisfied.”
“I am not dissatisfied. My woman—” I snapped my mouth shut. The bastard had riled me up and I almost admitted the truth.
“Yeah, buddy. I knew you had a woman. From what prospect number six says, she’s a hot blonde.”
Keep your cool. Don’t give anything away.
“Can we just focus on getting this shit over and done with so we can leave?” We only need to recruit two more dudes and give them a lesson in beating the crap out of someone.
As large as Minneapolis and Saint Paul were, we shouldn’t have any trouble finding prospects. The problem was the gangs in the area had put out warnings about joining the club. None of this should fall on the Knight’s shoulders, but my big mouth had put us in this situation.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll control my dick. Lady M wants me home anyway. I’m the fun one in the family, you know.” He grinned wide, puffing up his chest proudly.
I raised a curious brow and drained my bottle. “Lady M, your mom?”