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Someone banged on the door, and we sprung apart like we’d been caught sneaking around or something.
“Get Has to hurry his ass downstairs!” It was Ryder, and I knew that only because Has snorted, and cursed him, calling him ‘Ry’. I watched him dressing, before I realised I should be doing the same. There was something about his sleek, powerful body that made me want to watch it instead of doing anything else.
“Don’t let anyone but the old ladies in, babe.” Has kissed me on his way out, and then when I didn’t lock the door fast enough, he stuck his head back in and growled at me to get a move on. Yep. That’s my fucking man. Could he be any hotter?
Forty-Two
Sevenbikes.Sevenmorefucking bikes were tampered with. The most common tampering was actually the rear wheel nut being loosened, because it was easy as fuck to achieve with a spanner and a minute or two. We tightened those back up, and found no other tampering on those ones. Since Reacher and Stitch were both affected by this particular defect, I was relieved as fuck that they hadn’t been out on them, especially with their fucking old ladies with them.
Eleven bikes in total were tampered with in one way or another, and it took us most of the fucking day to check all the things that might have been messed with. Micro was still pissed about his custom paint job and badgering me to sort it out, so I promised I’d get to it later today, but I only had time to buff out the scratch and lay the base coat, so it was only partially done by the time we wrapped up in the evening.
Most of the guys wanted to have a few drinks in the bar, even as you could see the group starting to fragment, with suspicion being cast over the tiniest things. It really wasn’t the best time for Tesio to show up, but he’d just arrived, and fortunately I was on hand to smooth over his arrival.
“Grease! You ugly bastard… what are the chances?” I dragged him into a rough bro-hug, and then we stepped away while he dropped the rucksack he’d had on his back.
“Calling me ugly… I swear you get hit with the ugly stick every fucking day. Where’s your Pres?”
I jerked a thumb behind me, just as Reacher and Stitch stepped outside to join us, followed by Ice and Ryder. While we didn’t currently have any club titles apart from President and VP, if we’d had a Sergeant at Arms, it’d be Ryder or Torch, but as it was, the decision had been taken to steer away from roles that might promote violence inside or outside the club.
As everyone shot the shit, I watched the other bikers milling around us, wondering if right now, the saboteur was watching this little charade, and whether we’d see more destructive behaviour from them before the day was out.
“You listening, dumbass?” I shook free of my thoughts, and punched Tesio on the arm.
“I’ve changed my mind about him. I forgot what a prick he was.”
Laughter followed my jab, and we headed into the bar to welcome our ‘nomad’ with a drink. I’d spent some time, in amongst everything else, boxing up my shit from my room, and then the prospects were tasked with giving it the once over for its new resident. Honestly, I never thought I’d be leaving that room, and even though I was literally moving across the hall, and in with my future old lady, it still felt like the end of an era.
Ice had been in to sweep the room for more cameras or other devices once the room was emptier, and hadn’t found any more than we’d known about. Tesio would probably do exactly the same once he was alone in there anyway.
“Can I stow my shit, then meet you guys back here for more beers?”
Reacher grabbed my shoulder at Tesio’s request.
“Wanna show your buddy to his new digs? I assume you’ve picked up all your dirty underwear by now?”
“What the fuck?”
I laughed in response. “Oh yeah, man, didn’t I tell you? You’ll be sleeping in my bed, but the sheets are pretty clean, I mean, I think I changed them a week or so ago.”
Tesio groaned, following me as I led the way.
“As long as you threw out your cum sock, dude.”
We reached his room, wow my old room, and I let him in, handing him the key.
“Not much to show really.” I pushed the door closed, and lowered my voice.
“It’s been swept for cameras and stuff, but feel free to do your own checks. You have the only key to the room, and uh… I’m straight across the hall, but I’m in with my old lady, so you don’t go there unless I’m with her.”
Tesio smirked, tossing his bag onto the bed, which, despite my joking around, was freshly made with clean bedding.
“That’d be the VP’s virginal baby sis, yeah?”
I caught myself just as I reached out to grab his clothes.
“Jesus. Yes, my old lady is his sister, and watch how you talk about her. My fuse is pretty fucking short about that stuff.”
He shrugged, walking over to check the small ensuite bathroom, and returning immediately.
