Page 76 of Living Without

Standing from my knees, I looked down at my work and smiled. I’d just spent two hours airbrushing the final touches to a customer’s Harley. He’d wanted a skull bursting outta some flames on the tank, which was what he got. Only, when he started his ride and it’d heat up from the exhaust pipe, he’d see the hidden skulls there also. I was fuckin’ proud of it and was looking forward to showin’ the client.

Glancing over to the wall where the clock was, I saw it was close to closing time. Which meant my woman should be back soon with Josie and Low after a day of shopping. She’d wanted me to go, but I did not shop for small crap for the apartment. Anything with a motor, fine, I was in. The rest, I was leaving up to Nary.

I was over at the sink washing my hands when I felt small hands at my waist.

“That had better be my angel and not a brother,” I said with a smile on my lips.

My woman giggled behind me. I quickly dried my hands and turned, tagging her at the back of the neck where I pulled her forward so our fronts clashed. Leaning down, I touched my lips to hers. However, since it was Nary, the kiss went from mild to hot in seconds. Our tongues tangled, our lips slid over each other, and then after the dickhead brothers started catcallin’, I bit her bottom lip before offering her a quick peck and then pulled back.

My forehead rested against hers, and I moved my other hand from her waist to behind her back where I gave the finger to the brothers still givin’ us shit.

“Missed me?” She smiled.

“Missed your mouth.” I smirked.

She slapped my arm, nipped at my lips, then shifted back. “It’s lucky you’re pretty or I wouldn’t put up with you.”

“Lies. All fuckin’ lies.” I chuckled. “You’d have me even if I wasn’t goddamn good-lookin’. I’d make sure of it.”

She rolled her eyes. “That I believe.”

Movin’ off, I curled my arm around her shoulders and started for the office. “How’d shoppin’ go?”

“Good.” She grinned. “The girls and I are about to take it back to our place in Low’s car, and then we thought about heading out for a drink tonight. Would you be down with that?”

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll make sure Dodge, Pick, and Billy are up for it before I leave. Though I thought I was headin’ back with you now.” I stopped just outside the office.

“You can—”

“Vicious. Callin’ a meetin’, now,” Dallas clipped roughly.

“Right.” I gave him a chin lift, and he took off down the hall. Glancing back to my woman, I said, “Change of plans. I’ll round up the guys, and you girls get ready at our place. We’ll all meet you there before we head off for drinks.”

“Sounds great. Oh, and ask Dive as well. I’ll be calling Mena.” With one last kiss, she turned to open the door as my hand slapped her arse. Fuckin’ hell, I wanted my hands on her, and my fingers in her. When she looked over her shoulder with a smouldering look, I was ready to drop to my knees and taste her pussy. She winked. “Later.”

“That had better be a promise,” I called, walkin’ off.

“It is,” Nary yelled to me, and then I heard the office door close.

Entering the room, most brothers were there surrounding the table. I sat next to Handle and waited.

Dodge banged the gavel down on the table. “Dallas called this meetin’, but there’s also shit we need to go over for the club. Dallas first.”

All eyes went to him. “I’m headin’ to Sydney for a few days.”

“What for?” Knife asked. Though his twitchin’ lips already told me he knew, like just about all of us, why Dallas would suddenly want to head off on a plane.

“You punks know why. Once I get my woman—”

“If!” Gamer yelled.

Dallas levelled him with a glare. “OnceI get her. I’ll be headin’ back with her.”

“Damn, brother, she’s a feisty one. You sure you can handle her?” Billy smirked.

“If not, I’ll give her a go,” Knife announced. As Dallas slowly stood, Knife quickly threw up his hands shouting, “Joke, brother, joke.”

“Right,” Dodge called. “Wish you luck, brother. If you ever need anything, just fuckin’ call, yeah?”

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