But Storm was also partially to blame when he turned to the bottle, which explained why I never caught him with a drink in his hand. He feared getting hurt, I could see it, but I said nothing to that, because I knew Frost and she would eventually hurt him. Not on purpose, but it was in her DNA.
She was Marcus Bray’s daughter. And if there was one thing my Uncle kept doing along the years, was breaking hearts.
After stuffs the burger down in three gulps while I take small bites of mine.
“I read the women are from Venus and men from Mars one. But haven’t gotten around to the others. I was thinking of trying Audio books, Beggar loves them, she gets to finish one a day.”
“How is she? I haven’t seen her since she got back?”
“Funny you mention it, she’s on her way this side. She’s been spending time with her kid,” After tells me and I get excited at the thought of meeting the woman who changed Killer and Frost. Since my stay here, I heard her name a few good too many times while the guys were talking.
I hear the rumble of bikes and I turn, but the hill blocks my view of the other side.
Kaleb howls his lungs out and I put my food down to get him from his rocking chair, but Jade gets him. She was the one who came back with Beggar 2 weeks back. She has a beautiful tattoo that she shows off on her back, of a fallen angel sitting with a broken wing. She’s shorter than me, but not by much. She played a game of Jenga with me the one night while we binged watched, Discovery of Witches.
Jade didn’t talk often, but loved to smile unless Spade walked in the room. The guy trained most of the club’s prospects and taught the others advance martial arts. I saw him meditating a few mornings on the hill around 4 in the morning. He was disciplined and his body had zero fat on it. He was ripped to a perfection. What was there not to like? It was clear Spade had feelings for her, but she avoided him like a plague.
What does Killer’s body look like? How far do all those tattoos go? Killer wore loose t-shirts most of the time, and he never walked around in the morning shirtless. It made him mysterious, which spelled Kevin Stone to a tee. But it made me curious about things I knew were off limits to me.
“You want another drink?” Jade asks After, who hands her the empty bottle.
“Thanks Jadey, are you coming for a swim later? Spade and Knight are going to babysit the kids later, and the rest of us are going to do some water sport,” After informs her. I bite my lips because I know she only mentioned Spade not being there on purpose. Which was a lie. I knew Knight and Raven were looking after the kids.
She lifts Kaleb up and blows raspberries on his neck. He makes noises as he sucks his hand.
“Yeah, count me in. THE party is tomorrow, right?” Jade queries.
“Depends, if we got lockdown or not, still waiting to hear. This shit is going to suck balls, if we close the Club,” Bull says as he walks closer to us.
After stuffs her face again, and it makes me smile as I lift my own plate. For a bad biker, she is shy around this man. It is kind of cute, and the prospect of playing matchmaker doesn’t sound unappealing to me.
When I was younger, I was the one who set Dexter Kent and Frost up together. Obviously at the time, I didn’t know they would get older, and he would cheat on her. I certainly didn’t see it coming when she caught him and almost rolled him over with her car.
“We can still party under lockdown, can’t we?” Jade asks, playing with Kaleb.
“Guess we can make a plan,” Bulls answers, taking a swig of his bud. He is wearing a light beige chino pants and white t-shirt. Hard bulky muscles pack his body that the t-shirt stretches around his biceps. There is nothing lean about him. He is purely lethal unless it comes to my boy.
“You looking different After,” Bull says, and she was looking different since I begged her to wear a short and t-shirt today. It was so darn hot, and I was tired of having to look at leather and denim the whole day.
I was wearing a navy blue summer dress I swiped from Frost’s cupboard, since I was now sharing it for the foreseeable future. I got myself some underwear at the local mall.
“Thank you, you look the same,” She answers, earning her a snort from Jade.
“You bitches are glitzing in the sun while we burning. You should be ashamed,” Frost says as she drops on to the blanket swiping chip from my plate.
“Blame Sienna, she started it,” Jade winks at me.
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