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I was this close to sealing the deal with Maci. Her fuckin’ phone had to ring and ruin the whole entire moment of the situation. I’m fuckin’ pissed.
“I have to go,” she mutters and jumps off the swing answering the phone when she lands. “Hello?”
“Are you kidding?” I blurt.
I have never had a woman shut me down like this before. I know I didn’t read the signs wrong. I know she was as into it as I was. I know it and she can’t fuckin’ lie about it.
When Maci doesn’t turn around to come back, I take that as my cue to leave. I’m not one to chase after a girl.
Does she have a man? I asked if she had a hot date tonight. Nothing about a man. If she had a man, why the fuck was she out on the playground with me after eleven o’clock?
A less than honorable man would have slid his hands down her tight yoga pants and tested her arousal.
“You strike out?” Capone calls out to me as I near the bike. He has Gina propped against his bike and they are in a full out conversation. The man has game. I don’t where he learned it from.
I’m not lacking in that department, by any means. But he is a fuckin’ snake charmer!
“We gotta roll out,” I mumble and climb onto my bike. “You good, Gina?”
She nods. “Thank you, guys. I owe you.”
“Don’t do that shit again, you got me?” Capone threatens.
“Or what? What are you going to do?”
“Jesus,” I mutter under my breath. “We got shit to do, brother.”
“See you around,” he kisses her on the cheek and mounts his bike.
Gina is walking towards the sidewalk when Maci is coming out of the building. She looks upset but doesn’t come to me.
I don’t say anything.
“I got Gear to get some cash. He’s meetin’ us at the spot,” Capone calls out.
I nod. I’m too pissed to even think about this shit.
Did I imagine it? I couldn’t have! She wanted me, too. I know she’s new here; could it have been a man from her home town?
My mind is running a million miles a minute as our bikes eat up the pavement.
We’re at Dingo’s place in a matter of minutes and I laugh at his stupid looking house. He looks like he lives with his grandma or something. All that he’s missing is a white picket fence and then he would be set up.
We park in front of the house and dismount our bikes. I’m eager to get this shit over with so I can go back to the clubhouse. Plus, I want to do a background check on Dingo and Maci. There’s something about Maci and the way she ran from me just now that makes me want to know what’s going on.
“You ready?” I ask Capone.
He shrugs. “Yeah. Let’s get it done with.”
Gear is sitting outside of the parking lot with his gun hanging out and an envelope of money. Normally I would be pissed as fuck one of my guys would be so careless with money, but no one is going to fuck with Gear. He looks pissed off.
“’Sup, brothers?” He chants.
“Want to hear how the prez striked out?” Capone chirps in.
