Page 29 of Diesel

“It’s just pussy,” I said and walked away.

I helped Brainiac roll the bikes from the trailer.

“I wanna go to Boston with you,” Brainiac said. “I know the shit with Gigi sucks. Let’s go with you and get you square with the shit going on in your head. Gigi will figure her shit out, and she’ll be waiting for you back at the club when we return. I know she will, Diesel.”

“I appreciate it, brother,” I said.

A Lexus rolled up and stopped in front of the bodies. Two gorgeous women got out, both carrying a badass personality. Trixie smiled and met the two women, the three hugging before turning to the rest of us. The women stayed where they were, and Trixie joined us.

“Marcia and Jan will give Gigi a ride to Enterprise Car Rental in Huntington. Some other friends will be here shortly to clean this mess up. They’ll store the RV and trailer to ensure the authorities don’t find it.”

“Marcia and Jan?” I asked. “Are you shitting me?”

“Those two women could kick your ass,” Trixie said.

Gigi walked by without saying a word and got into the Lexus. Marcia and Jan waved, and then they were driving Gigi away.

“She needs this, Diesel,” Skittles said. “Let her figure it out.”

“She going back to daddy and that douchebag?”

“I don’t know. But whatever Gigi decides to do, let her do it on her own timetable.” Skittles climbed on Beast’s bike. Wendy had already climbed on behind Brainiac.

“Looks like it’s you and I,” Trixie said.

I started the bike and nodded for Trixie to climb on. “Don’t get comfortable,” I said.

Trixie moved her arms around my waist. It was a hell of a long drive to have someone holding on who shouldn’t be.

We rolled into Allentown, Pennsylvania, around eight and checked into a Holiday Inn. Of course, Skittles and Beast shacked up, and Brainiac and Wendy shared a room, leaving me with Trixie.

“Why do I feel like you had all this shit planned?” I asked Trixie as the others followed us to the elevator.

“Meet back in the lobby at nine,” Beast said. “We’ll see if there’s a decent biker dive around town.”

We stepped into the elevator, and Brainiac checked his watch. He winked at Wendy.

“Nine-thirty?” I said.

“So Brainiac has time to get his dick wet?” Beast said. He clapped Brainiac on the back. “Make sure you wrap it up.”

The doors opened, and Trixie followed me to our room. I opened the door and tossed my shit on the table. “Thought you got two doubles?”

Trixie giggled like a schoolgirl. “All they had left.”

“Right.”

“She left, Diesel. Move on like a good biker.” She started the shower and undressed. When she climbed into the shower, I went into the bathroom and leaned against the sink, staring at the curtain.

“What makes you think she’s done?” I asked. “She’s gone back to think about it.”

“Is that what she told you?”

“Yeah.”

“I heard her talking to Skittles before she left.” Trixie stuck her head out between the curtain and the wall. “She thinks she made a mistake hooking up with a biker, and being with Charles gives her more stability. She’s also worried she’s ruined her relationship with her father.”

I walked into the other room and grabbed the whiskey bottle I’d stowed away in a side saddle. Was I surprised? Fuck no.

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