It gave him something to think about for the rest of the day.
Blackmail.
If the worst happened and she opened her trap and ratted out her suspicions about Marianna, Tag wouldn’t have no ceiling on what he’d do to stop it. He’d put the bitch in a shallow grave.
He’d blackmail the only good sheriff the city had ever had and use Charlie Timmons to make the investigation disappear if he had to.
Crazy to think his dick could solve the problem if he were willing to fuck the woman and keep her mouth shut that way.
He’d rather put his dick in a cheese grater.
THIRTY-FIVE
“Do you swear fealty to the girl squad oath?” – Zara
Marianna knew it was going to be a good night when her girl Lana Del Rey was playing as their group piled into the bar.
There was no chance of her hanging back, maybe sitting in the corner. Not when Zara hooked her arm through Marianna’s and led her through the bar like royalty. Many people gave them a wide berth. She realized it was because they knew the women as biker women. Her now too.Little yay.
Zara, who’d called days ago to persuade her into a girl’s night out, said. “Ignore the stares. We always get it.”
“It’s because of my huge pregnancy tits.” Luxe commented, sliding into the booth. She had the cutest, tiniest little baby bump in her velvet dress and leather jacket.
“It can’t be my tits,” pregnant Roux butted in, sitting opposite in jeans and a silver shirt slashed in a V down the front. “Mine haven’t grown at all. Tad was so upset.”
Both of the girls only had a couple of weeks left to go.
Seats chosen. Drinks ordered.
The first hour went by fast.
She relaxed as they shared stories of their first times going to the clubhouse.
“I thought I’d wandered into a sex club.” Joked Zara, ice white curls bouncing around her face.
“Now look at you, you run that place.”
“Only the man in charge of it.” She beamed.
“Gia, did you ever make a play for Hawk at any of the parties?”
The dark-haired woman sitting beside Winter scoffed into her red cocktail, answering Ruby. “God, no. The moment dad got wind that Hawk had looked at me, he rushed us back to Austin. When I visited my brother, he wouldn’t let me go to the parties.”
“Frightened all those biker dicks would scare you.” Snorted Roux, who grew up in another MC. Marianna was learning so much. She laughed right along with them.
“What about you, Marianna, how did you rope Tag in?”
“Rope him?” She frowned, trying to translate it. “I haven’t tied him up yet.”
Everyone cracked up chuckling. “We have a kinky bitch among us, girls.”
“Roux is being nosy, she wants to know how you and Tag got together.” Zara helped her.
“Oh, that. Well, he gave me a job and an apartment. And then he just… didn’t let me forget he existed.”
“Sneaky Prince Charming,” laughed one.
“How could you? He’s so pretty.” This from the youngest of the group, Angela. Marianna grinned at her. She was not wrong at all. He was the prettiest man she’d ever seen.