Page 322 of One More Kiss

“I have to ride up to Flint with my dad,” Alex called over.

“Tonight?” I asked. He nodded.

Flint was about an hour from here. His mom’s parents lived up that way, so I had to assume that was why they were going but didn’t care enough to ask.

None of it mattered, anyway. I knew what I wanted to do tonight and who I wanted to do it with. It did help knowing that most everyone had something to do tonight. Mom and Dad were having dinner at the club with a bunch of the others.

That meant no one was likely to catch me sneaking off with Trinity. They’d be too busy with their own lives to worry about mine.

Did I know that fucking Trinity wasn’t the right choice? Yes. Could I walk away from her? No.

That woman was up for anything at any time and that was exactly what I needed. A woman who liked to fuck but knew not to ask for too much or demand too many answers. Being part of the other club meant that she knew the score.

I fucking hated that the Skulls treated her the way that they did, but she and I were just having fun, so it wasn’t like I was going do anything about it.

“Why?” Caleb asked. “What are you planning? Something, right?”

Alex joined us and leaned against the front of the car I was working on with his chin resting on his arms. That was the stance he used to make it clear that he wasn’t leaving until he got an answer.

“Nothing you need to worry about.”

“Uh-huh.” Caleb nudged Alex. “That means you’re going to hook up with the mystery woman you’ve been fucking. I’m right, right? Am I right?”

Fuck Caleb. That fucker was too observant. At least I could be grateful that he didn’t know who the woman I was seeing was.

“Who is she?” Alex asked, though he rarely asked for more information. Being the son of our club president, he’d learned early that you’d be told what you should know and this wasn’t something he should ever need to know.

The day will come when I’d have to cut Trinity loose, but for now, she was my calm within the storm as I continued to prove myself to my club and my family.

“Nobody important.” That was mostly true. She was an important release for me, but not an important part of my life. Or so I told myself, anyway. Though I supposed she meant something more than I allowed myself to believe, given that I had fantasies of taking her fuckin’ brother out.

“So you’re seeing the same woman again and again but say she’s not important.” Alex shook his head. “I don’t buy it. Who is she? There’s got to be something wrong with the situation for you to not bring this woman around the club. What is it?”

“Fuck off.” I waved them off and intended that to be the last of the conversation but knew deep down that it wouldn’t be.

“This something I need to bring to Kraken’s attention?”

I dropped my head back and groaned. First, it was weird as fuck when he referred to his dad by name. Even if it wasn’t his given name. Come to think of it, I didn’t know what his given name was. But second, worst of all, Alex didn’t even mean it in a tellin’-on-me way. He wasn’t one to run to his all-powerful pops when things got rough. Only if it was something that affected the club and this didn’t. It wouldn’t.

That, I’d promised myself when I’d patched in and gotten the tattoo on my back. This was my family, and I wasn’t bringin’ nothin’ to their doorstep again.

“You need your pops to gossip with you?” I narrowed my eyes and cocked my head to the side.

“You know better.”

He was right. I did.

The thought of any one of us running to our dads was comical.

Alex was big like a mountain. I’d thought that’d be his road name eventually, but Saint is what stuck. Gramps was the one who assigned road names and he did it in his own time. He’d formed the charter with his best friend and it’d always been that way.

Alex was the tallest of the three of us. Had me by a couple of inches at around six-three. I’d only hit six-one, while Caleb was somewhere between us. Alex also had put on the most muscle. Didn’t matter what I did. I couldn’t catch up and neither could Caleb.

It had to be his dad’s genes because that man was a monster, too.

“Listen, it’s no one. Just some bitch I fuck sometimes.” I dropped my hands to the side so they’d know I wasn’t being defensive.

“You know your mom would beat your ass for hearing you call a woman a ‘bitch,’” Caleb reminded me.

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