Page 18 of Judge
A warm, heavy arm is slung over my shoulder, and I lean a little closer. I knew it was Pops straight away from his spicy cologne. “I heard you were making jambalaya. Gonna be spicy, right?”
My brow raises. I don’t know how it happened so fast, but I feel like I can trust this man with my life. But at the same time, I feel like I can’t trust him at all. He has a glint in his eye and I’m not sure if it’s going to come back on me, or hit the MC with full force.
“Sure, I mean, I can make a good spicy batch for the adults and a more mild batch for the kids.”
“I knew I liked you for a reason. I’m gonna wash up and help out.” He flicks me a wink and I side eye him as he walkstoward the sink. Shrugging, I make my way around the kitchen, inspecting the clean hands and handing out jobs.
“Ah, shit, this pepper is making me cry,” Rider sniffs, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hand.
“What pepper?” Screaming ensues and I rush toward Rider, but the sound isn’t coming from him. “Dex? Shit, are you OK?”
His face is red and tears are streaming down his face, pants around his ankles.
“What the fuuu-” Mad Dog stares, speechless
“My balls are on fire!”
Chaos breaks out, with half the men falling to the ground pissing themselves laughing, while the others stare at Dex’s very red looking privates in horror.
“Here!”
A splash and then a glugging sound fills the air as I stare at Rhodie holding an upended three gallon jug of milk over Dex’s head.
“Not my face, my junk!” Dex yells shrilly.
“Ew! You wash your own cock off,” Rhodie says, shoving the milk jug into Dex’s chest.
Milk runs down Dex’s firm stomach, pouring directly onto his junk, his groans of relief causing my cheeks to heat.
“Aue!What the hell is going on in here? Dex! This is a kitchen, put yourrahoaway!” Mama Debs chides, flapping her dish towel at the men, whipping their butts to get them to move out of the mess that Dex has made.
“It’s not my fault! The pepper Pops gave me to cut must have got on my hands or something and then ended up on my cock and balls and it burns!” Dex whines.
He’s so pitiful looking that I can’t help but feel sorry for him. Then his words register. “Wait, what do you mean, the pepper Pops gave you?”
I slowly look around the room, trying to locate Pops and he’s nowhere to be seen.
“That son of a bitch! He pepper pranked us!” Rider growls, his eyes still red and irritated from the pepper he was cutting.
“He was sabotaging my jambalaya! I knew he looked dodgy like he was up to something!” I exclaim, oh, he’s going to pay for that!
“I think you’ll find he was sabotaging us, not your delicious food,” Nitro offers, but it still doesn’t help me.
“Nope. Pops is going to pay the piper. You don’t mess with a woman’s jambalaya.”
“Oohhh, what are we going to do?” Dex asks, his face looking a lot less red.
“What do you mean, we?”
“He pranked us, and you. If you have plans, girl, you gotta let us in.”
“Oh I’ll have a plan. I just need to do research first. He’ll keep.” I smile at the men, then my smile turns into a wide grin until I’m beaming.
“Ah shit, we got another loose cannon, brothers,” Rider laments, shaking his head sadly.
That just makes me throw my head back and laugh.
“Kotiro,you have a date to get to. I’ll take care of this, you go pretty yourself up,” Mama Debs shoos.
