Page 26 of Firecracker

Izzy smiles.

“I got her,” Quick says from next to me.

Izzy asks, smiling at me, “You good or do you need me to take you home?”

I swivel around in my chair to face Quick. “I need sleep. I’m hammered.”

He chuckles reaching out, pulling me to my feet. “I got you. I promise nothing’s going to happen to you.”

“Do not try anything with her, just take care of her. You got that?” Izzy points her finger at Quick.

Quick nods his head. “I got it.”

Walking away with him, I start to hear the catcalls and whistles. Quick flips them off before we turn down the hallway. Jesus Christ, there are a million rooms. The hallway is long and has a shit ton of doors.

“Why so many rooms?” I question.

“We gutted the place once we took over and made rooms that go all the way around the building. We needed rooms for when other clubs come or for brothers to use.”

“It looks like The Shining. Kind of creepy with all the doors closed,” I said moving closer to Quick.

Quick laughs. “Yeah, I guess it is kind of creepy, but they’re all empty. We’re still under construction.”

He points to the end of the hallway. “That’s the MC club room. No one that isn’t a member’s allowed in there. It’s where we do all our club business now.” He points to the room next to it. “That’s Shy’s office and next to that is our club office.”

We pass the offices turning right which leads to another long hallway of rooms. “For fuck’s sake. How many rooms are there?”

Quick chuckles next to me. “Yeah, most of those aren’t finished yet, but they’ll be just a standard room.”

He stops in front of a steel door. “This is the elevator. Most of us live on the third floor. It’s a floor of rooms and a small living area. None of us really kick it up there, but we have our own stuff that’s separate from down here.”

The door slides open to an enormously wide elevator. “God, you could fit a car in this elevator.”

“Yes, you can, and it used to. This building used to be a car dealership,” Quick explains.

Quick pushes the third-floor button.

“What’s on the second and fourth floor?” I ask, being nosey.

“Fourth is storage for now and second is the party room. It’s where the pole is and another bar. If you would have looked up to the right from where you were sitting at the bar, you would have seen the second floor. If there aren’t people up there or if you’re not looking, you wouldn’t have noticed it.” Quick replies.

The door opens to a living area with eight doors lining the outer walls. Quick walks up to one of the rooms, unlocking it and he pushes the door open, gesturing me to enter. Walking into the room, I notice everything is like brand new. The king size bed, two night stands, and a dresser. I turn to Quick,. “Who’s room is this?”

Dropping his keys onto the dresser, he states, “Mine.”

Shit. What have I gotten myself into?

“I thought I was going to sleep in a spare room. I don’t want to take your bed away from you. Plus what if you want to bring a girl back up here? I don’t want to ruin your night.” Standing next to his bed feeling naked with only his enormous sweatshirt that is engulfing me with only my tiny weeny black dress underneath. I’m holding my clutch and strappy shoes for dear life.

Quick, who’s moving around the room stops and turns to me. He doesn't look happy. “Here, put this on. They’re going to swim on you, but it will be better than that dress. The bathroom is over there. I’ve never had a girl up here. This is where I sleep, and you haven’t ruined my night. The bed’s big, and you’re completely safe in here with me. I would never leave you in a spare room downstairs. I want to be able to see you and know you’re okay.”

What the fuck- Never? Why me?

Feeling all kinds of tingles spiral through me, I smile. “You’re joking, right? You’re one of the biggest players here, and you have never had a girl up here?” I fold my arms over my chest challenging him. “Never?”

Quick turns around to the dresser, pulling out another drawer grabbing a pair of sweatpants and moves to the bed to sit down where he removes his boots.

“Never. I’ve had women downstairs, and I never sleep overnight with them unless it’s at their house, but I usually leave before they wake up. This is my room to sleep. Now you best get into that bathroom, or you’ll be seeing a whole lot of me.” Quick stands up to unbutton his shirt revealing a white t-shirt underneath.

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