Page 23 of Flirt

Crusher took over next and brought new business to the table concerning Yoga Sensual, one of the businesses located in the same building as the club run gym. Willa, the lady who owned the business, was struggling to make ends meet and was going to look for another place cheaper to rent. While he continued to talk, I started running through different avenues the club possibly could go if we lost Yoga Sensual as a tenant. It wasn’t just about the rent we took in. The women took yoga classes from Willa and bought sensual oils and other products from her, too. When I finally focused back on the conversation around me, I shook my head and grinned. It seemed the brothers had gone off track once again. As I listened and even added my own opinions, for a second, I wondered if there was any truth to my dad’s worry about the effects not having mothers around had on the six of us. Because as I laughed at some of the shit being said, none of us had the right to give Devil a hard time about having issues. Hell, maybe we did.

Forcing myself to focus back on club business, I raised my hand, looked at Crusher, and said, “Hold up. How does Stroker know all that about Willa’s business?”

The brother sighed. “He’s seeing her. I didn’t want to bring that up yet and have it become a factor in anyone’s decision on what we should do.”

As the club’s VP, Jag spoke while the rest of us digested what Crusher revealed, “I am going to play devil’s advocate and ask. Is he seriously seeing her, or is she just the person he’s fucking right now?”

I watched Crusher run his hand down his face and knew I needed to work something out that not only would help Willa but the club, too. When he answered, I knew I had read him right.

“Seriously seeing her. That is not me just saying it because he is my dad. He has never before hidden any...conquest...for lack of a better word. However, I’m not sure he wouldn’t still be hiding the relationship if I hadn’t gone to the place to pay for Carly’s classes and caught him and Willa together.”

“Another one of them down. I find it humorous every time I see my dad with Claire. But it is nice to see him relaxed and happy,” I said.

“I couldn’t agree more. It’s just a bonus to be able to give them shit about it. But back to not thinking of your dad and Willa’s relationship being a factor. It is,” Coast brought up but quickly added. “Club takes care of its own. We always have.” He was right. If Stroker was serious about Willa, then the club would do everything we could.

“Have Stroker tell Willa to hold off a bit. Let me run some numbers. We might be able to do away with charging her rent if we offer her clientele packages from our massage side. Most of what we lose on her rent could be made back from that side. The club wouldn’t be out anything except potential profits. Leaving us where we are right now.” I shrugged.

“Alright, run the numbers, Flirt. I’ll let my dad know to talk to Willa. Everyone got any issue with looking into helping her?” Crusher asked.

“No, like Coast said before. We take care of our own. If the numbers don’t work out that way, then we find another way,” Jag said, and the rest of us agreed.

“Okay then, now let’s finish this up. Ghost should be here in five,” Crusher said, and we finished going over the last of the business when someone knocked on the doors. Coast got up and went to the door. When he opened it, Ghost stood on the other side.

Coast asked Ghost how he was doing, and I grinned when he answered, “Great.” Then asked Coast, “They tell you I’m going to have two boys?”

The brother had been walking on air since he found out. Ghost was another one who was more relaxed and happier. Which I was glad to see. Luna being back in his life had changed everything for the better.

As they walked across the room toward us, Coast asked Ghost about windows and roofing material for his great grandfather’s place. Even though the place was small, Coast was going to need more than just his dad’s help.

“I can help,” I said.

“I don’t need to tell you the rest of us will help also,” Crusher volunteered.

“Appreciate it. But with my dad and Flirt, we should be good,” Coast said.

“Just let us know,” Jag added.

Ghost started to talk, and we all listened as he filled us in on the gym, and the massage place’s progress, which both would be ready to be opened by the end of next month. The BHMC Dispensary would be ready in two weeks. The club was only waiting on the final approval and license from the state.

The meeting ended, and we all walked out together. Ghost pointed at his truck. “You guys want to pile in? I figured since I didn’t see any bikes around you that you must have walked.”

“Nah, brother. Go home to your woman; we’re good,” I answered for all of us.

“I’m going that way anyway. I need to pick Luna up. I dropped her at your house, Speed, but I’m sure she’s probably at yours with the others,” Ghost said and pointed at Coast.

“The others? Hell, how do they know Mac is at my house? When we rode in last night, it was dark, and no one was out. The only person who saw us was Flirt,” Coast said and looked around, then focused on me.

“Wasn’t me,” I said and held my hands up in surrender. I tried not to laugh at the look of distress on Coast’s face. The brother had every right to be worried about the women converging on his house. It was precisely one of the many reasons I liked keeping my personal business close to my chest. It wasn’t just the interrogations the brothers would put me through. The women would be three times worse and not nearly as stealth in trying to gather information.

I looked toward Ghost when he laughed. “I’m glad I live on the other side, but if the club ever falls short on cash, we could start a reality show like theHollywood Wivesand call it—The Women of Black Hawk.”

I chuckled. The brother hit that nail on the head. “They don’t miss much, that’s for sure. And, brother, I’m not even going to ask how you know anything about a show calledHollywood Wives.”

“My bet would be Bailey. You left right after she mentioned Mac was at the hospital because of an emergency.” Devil shrugged when Coast glared at him.

“All I know is when I was outside cleaning the back end of my truck out, Luna opened the door with her cell to her ear and asked if I would drop her off at Sami’s on my way here. So that’s what I did. When I pulled up in front of Speed’s house, Carly was walking in the front door. And no, I didn’t ask Luna why she wanted to be dropped off. I’ve learned I’m better off not knowing,” Ghost said, then glanced at each of us. “A lift or not?”

In the end, the seven of us squeezed into Ghost’s crew cab. Just because I kept my business to myself didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy watching one of my brothers get roasted by the women. Besides, he possibly could end up needing help tracking Mac down if the women scared her off.

---