Page 23 of Beyond the Badge: Crew

“Then I’m going to make a lot of assumptions that you may not want me to make.”

He pulled in a breath. “Fine.”

“Are you a member of this MC?”

“Yes.”

“What does BAMC stand for?”

“Honor and loyalty.”

“I meant the acronym.”

“Blue Avengers Motorcycle Club.”

She could’ve figured out the last part, but she let it go. “Is it all LEO?”

“Yes.”

She nodded. “I’ve heard of that. MCs made up of only military, or members who are all firefighters. That’s cool you’re a part of one made up of law enforcement.” Maybe that stick was only shoved up his ass when it came to her. “How many members are there?”

“A dozen. We used to be one large MC but we grew so much we voted to divide the club into six regional charters to make it more manageable. Nobody from Philly wants to ride all those hours to Pittsburgh for a meeting or a club run. And vice versa.”

“That makes sense. So, if I buy a bike, can I join? Or do you not take women?”

His jaw shifted when he hesitated. “We don’t discriminate. The main requirement to join is that you’re a current or retired sworn officer or federal agent. Plus, you need to be able to pay your dues.” His eyebrows pinned together. “Do you ride?”

“No, but I can learn.”

He snorted.

“What? You don’t think I can?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“That little snort sounded like you doubted my ability.”

“You might want to make sure you’ll be staying in this area first before investing time and money into buying a bike and learning how to ride.”

Her eyes narrowed on him. “I don’t plan on going anywhere for a while.”

Hemmm’d.

“What does that mean?”

“Nothing.”

Did he not think she could hack being a part of the task force? She loved a challenge, and this was no different.

She stared at the biggest challenge of all. A man who doubted her. She couldn’t wait to prove him wrong. “Thanks for the tour. How soon can I move in?”

“It’s empty, so whenever you want.”

“If I can get a key from you tomorrow, I’ll start moving my stuff in tomorrow night. I might have to make a few trips since my car isn’t big and Murphy takes up most of it. Unless you know anyone with a truck I can borrow?” He did mention that Fletcher had a truck.

“How much shit do you have?”

“Only necessities at this point. Most of my stuff is being stored at my parents’ for now but I shipped some stuff out here already. Like clothes. But I don’t have room for both that and Murph.”

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