Page 2 of Alice & Meg: Summer Vacation
Greta and Bear climbed out of the Bronco and walked toward us.
“Did you manage to actually pack everything on the bike?”Greta asked, eyeing the bulging saddlebags with amusement.
I nodded.“I managed to pack light, but I might need some space in the Bronco on the way back for souvenirs.”Yesterday, Greta and Bear had come over to pick up all of the things I wouldn’t be able to fit on the bike, but I knew they needed to come with us.You know, the usual: air fryer, griddle, and four coolers filled with drinks and food.
“Souvenirs?”Lo chuckled behind me.“We live not even two hours from Falls City, babe.I don’t think you need to load up on souvenirs like we’re never going back.”
I rolled my eyes.“I know we’ll be back, but what are the odds we’ll go back with the Fallen Lords?”
Rigid shrugged.“I mean, it’s pretty likely.This is the third time you’ve planned a crazy trip with them.”
Cyn bumped her shoulder into him.“The first time we hung out was a coincidence.We’re going back to Falls City so we can hit all the fun spots this time.Last time we just stayed at the Kalahari because of the convention.”
“Please don’t make us go on the boat tours,” Rigid groaned.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!”Greta interrupted, stepping forward with a finger raised.“You can bet your ass we are going on the boat tours, old man.”She started counting on her fingers.“Duck.Jet boat.Dinner.Ghost.We are doing all four of them, and I don’t want to hear one complaint from any of you.”
Bear raised both hands.“I don’t have a damn clue what she’s talking about, but she won’t stop talking about the boat tours.I’d like to do them just so she can stop talking about them.”
Hero laughed and ran a hand through his hair.“The last time I was on the jet boat tour, I was seventeen, half-drunk from sneaking beers with Zig and Zag, and burnt to a crisp because I was too cool to wear sunscreen.”
Cyn tsked.“Even though I kept reminding you all day to put it on.”
Rigid turned to her.“You’re going to skip over being pissed as hell at him and the boys because they were drunk?”
Cyn shrugged.“I’m too old to still be mad about it.I think they learned their lesson when all three of them were throwing up in the same garbage can on the dock.”
“Yeah,” Hero agreed.“Lesson more than learned.”
“Why don’t we put a pause on the reminiscing and get on the road?”Lo suggested.
“Yeah,” I agreed.“We can make some more memories this weekend.”I looked at Greta.“You didn’t take the air fryer, popcorn popper, and blender out, right?”
Greta smiled widely.“Nope, and I also grabbed the crock pot because I want to make spicy sausage dip to eat by the pool.I had Bear run out to get the ingredients for it late last night.”
Reva laughed.“I love hanging out with you guys.I know there will always be laughs and plenty of food.”
Lo wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pressed a kiss to my temple.“But no hotel room fires, right?”
Cyn and I both rolled our eyes.“Let it go,” we said in unison.
One freaking time we accidentally smoked out two floors of the Kalahari trying to make banana bread in an air fryer, and Lo wouldn’t let us live it down.
“Let’s hit the road!”Reva called and hopped on behind Hero.
We all mounted up.I slid behind Lo and wrapped my arms around his waist.Cyn climbed onto Rigid’s bike, and Bear climbed into the Bronco with Greta riding shotgun.
Lo pulled out of the driveway, and the rumble of the bikes filled the air as we hit the road with the Bronco trailing behind us.
I held my hands out, catching the wind between my fingers as we left Rockton behind and headed for Falls City.
Summer vacation had officially begun.
Alice
The wind whipped through my hair, and my arms snug around Wrecker’s waist as his bike led the pack into Falls City.His bike rumbled beneath us like a living beast, growling as it ate up the pavement.
Behind us, I knew Wendy was on the back of Slayer’s bike, her laughter occasionally drifting forward on the breeze.Raven was behind Clash, with her dark hair streaming behind her.Adley, our sweet pain in the ass, drove the club van dutifully at the rear.I’d caught sight of her a few times in the side mirror, gripping the wheel like she was in a NASCAR race and muttering to herself.
