Page 34 of At Last

“Yeah, she’s fine. Hey, Doc’s cooking. You and Maryanne should stop up.”

“That’d be good. I’ll call her now. But, so you know, I’m callin’ Boss too. He needs to know.”

“You can, or I will.”

“I’ll do it on my way home,” he says. “Got some other stuff to talk to him about, non-Houdini related.”

“Good. Get your wife then come on up.” Then I ring off, set my phone down on the table and rub my hands vigorously over my eyes. The last fucking thing we need is Houdini sniffing around again.

My phone rings for the second time. This time the display says Doc’s calling. I answer her with a, “Honey?”

“Hey Chief,” she says, and insanely, all the shit ’a the world melts away. Just from hearing her voice. I’m so screwed.

“Whatcha need?”

“Dinner’s ready. You said to call.”

“Good. Carver, Sneak and Trish, Tommy and Maryanne’ll be around soon. Be there in a few.”

Once I hang up with her, I walk out into the common room of the clubhouse. There’s hot mamas hanging around, doing their thing. And the pieces have started to show. Including Viki-Lee. Always enthusiastic, especially with her mouth, Viki-Lee. Knows exactly what I like and how I like it. Though, she ain’t got shit on Doc. That’s for damn sure.

“Hey Duke, baby.” She brushes her hand along my chest. “I’m in the mood to suck some cock. Where you been? It ain’t nice to deny your cock from Viki-Lee.” Then there in the common, she drops to her knees to begin unbuckling my belt.

I pull her up. “Not anymore, Vik. Got me an old lady now.”

“I don’t mind sharing.” The bitch don’t get it and drops back down to her knees.

“No. Get the fuck up or get the fuck out. My old lady ain’t the type to share.”

“Just one for the road, Duke.” She sounds as if she’s pleading.

Fuck. This bitch needs to go. “Hey Blaze?” I call to one of the younger brothers, newly patched in after he helped save Elise and Liv during the first Houdini crisis.

“Yeah, Prez?” He turns from where he’d just taken a shot at the pool table.

“Vik’s in the mood to suck cock.”

“Well, it just so happens I’m in the mood to be sucked.” Then the cocky little bastard hangs his pool cue up to walk over to Viki-Lee while unbuttoning and unzipping his fly. The man’s got his dick hanging out when he reaches us. “I’m all yours babe.”

Knowing she ain’t gonna get it from me, she shrugs then drops down to her knees again to begin sucking off Blaze. Before I leave him to it, I pat his arm. “Elise’s at my place right now, so take advantage, because with all the women and children showing up, you gotta take this show to your room ’til we get the club back.”

Though, I’ll probably have to repeat myself. Don’t think he’s much paying attention to me, not with his grunt as reply.

As I cross the forecourt of the compound back over to my house, I see Doc holding open the door to let Tommy and Maryanne in. She catches my eye and smiles, lighting up her whole face. God she’s gorgeous.

Inside, Gun’s back in his carrier, the coffee table righted and Elise and Maryanne sit on my sofa while Tommy reclines in my chair. Doc’s at the fridge pulling out five bottles of beer. Two in one hand, three in the other, holding the necks between her fingers. She sets them down on the island. I walk over to twist off the caps.

“Thanks,” she says.

But before she can deliver ’em to our guests, I stop her. “Lips.”

She presses against me, hand to my chest, and lifts up on her tiptoes to kiss me. Fuck if I’d ever want the likes of a skank like Viki-Lee touching me again when I got Doc who’s got skin of peaches, smells of vanilla and right now, tastes like lemon, probably from that dessert she made. Vik’s a nice woman, but she’s a skank and proud of it. Sure as hell don’t smell like vanilla, and she’s never tasted like lemon. My old lady’s pure class.

When I pull back, I feel the eyes on us. And sure enough, every pair stares at us wearing various degrees of smiles on their faces. That’s when, thankfully, Sneak and Trish show. Sneak don’t knock or wait for me or Doc to offer ’em inside. He plows in, holding his lady’s hand.

“Fuck, it smells good in here.”

The women jump from the sofa to greet them, laying a hand on Trish’s belly because apparently that’s what’s done to pregnant women.

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