Page 35 of Firecracker

Chapter Ten

After setting up the food, the four of us girls came upstairs to get ready in Shy and Ginger’s suite. It’s so much bigger than Quick’s room. All the other women from Ginger’s father’s club are getting ready downstairs in the rooms they were set up in for the night.

This lifestyle’s so different from what I’m used to. Izzy and Ginger tried to catch me up on most of the important rules. Ones that if I didn’t know would get me into a lot of trouble. Shy and his boys are really cool and relaxed, but when all the other clubs are around, they become so serious. Seeing all the guys with their leather vests, which I found out are called cuts, I almost came on the spot. I thought the men were hot before, shit, when they all came out of the club room together, I had a chill run through my body, exploding at my core, leaving me wet. They were that fucking hot. I wanted to jump Quick again.

Ginger is the only one of us not in a dress tonight. She is wearing all leather with her low waist, leather tight pants, a short leather halter top that shows her stomach, knee-high leather boots and lastly, her Wolfeman MC, Property of Shy, leather cut. She looks so fucking badass and independent, making me so envious of her.

The rest of us are wearing dresses. Eva’s in a short jean skirt with a strapless top and bootie heels while Izzy and I have a tank top, skin-tight dress with scoop necklines and knee-high leather stilettos. I added a red half cut wool sweater that hangs off my shoulder, but Izzy left hers plain showing her cleavage.

“Cheers, biatches!” Ginger yells. We all repeat her taking our shot.

“Ruby, are you sure you’re ready for tonight? If you don’t want to dance, you don’t have to. There are a lot of people, and you didn’t get to practice today,” Ginger asks curiously.

“I should be, it's like riding a bike.” I laugh.

“When was the last time you’ve been on a pole?” Izzy asks sounding worried.

I shrug. “I don’t remember.”

Izzy eyes me knowing I’m lying, but she doesn’t know I’ve been back to pole dancing since having Isabella. After she was born, I’d been on the pole two or three days a week. When I quit traveling with Brody, I started going back to my aunt’s place doing at least an hour workout. It is the best full body workout you could ever ask for, and it got my body back into shape, if not better shape, than it was before I had a kid.

I look around at everyone’s worried faces and laugh. “Relax, Iz how much have you been on the pole lately? Do you remember any of our old moves?”

Izzy faces turns from worried to happy, knowing that if I’m asking that question, that I’ve been practicing and can hold my own.

“Guurl, hell yeah, I know our moves,” Izzy says, gleaming with excitement.

“Oh, my God. I- am- so excited to see you two biatches dance,” Eva exclaims.

We make our way down to the other rooms where we meet up with Ginger’s Auntie Storm and all her girls from their chapter. The room is packed with girls giggling. I’ve only met Storm, Sissy, and Gigi but there are four other girls who look like strippers wearing close to nothing. All five of them are wearing three-inch stilettos; they’re the only ones not wearing some form of a boot. Storm’s dressed like Ginger in leathers with her cut that says Wolfeman MC, Property of Bear. Sissy is wearing jeans, knee-high boots, and a Wolfeman MC tank top. Gigi has the exact same thing on but with a short jean skirt. I laugh thinking we’re the knee-high boot posse.

Ready, we all head toward the bar. Once we turn the corner heading down the hall toward the main club area the hallway is packed with people.

“Holy Shit. There are hella people here,” I say shocked.

The girls all laugh.

“Did she just say hella?” Gigi giggles.

“It’s a Cali thing,” Izzy explains.

Once we hit the main club area, most of the men turn our direction giving us their full attention. I take a deep breath. It’s like we’re on the menu for the night and they’re taking orders. I glance around the room seeing half-naked women walking around rubbing up next to men. More women in leathers standing next to their men taking claim on them and once I see Shy, along with a few others, I feel relief crash through me, knowing we’re safe with them. Shy heads our way grabbing Ginger around the waist pulling her in for a deep kiss. Izzy pulls my arm toward the bar with the other girls tailing behind us.

Maze, who is looking beautiful as ever behind the bar, screams when she sees us. “My bitches, finally, you’re here.”

The men standing at the bar turn to look at who she’s talking to, giving us room once they take a look at us, probably hoping we’re single.

Maze lines up shots for all of us and once we all have a shot standing in a semi-circle facing the bar, Maze says, “Let’s party, biatches.” We all salute her. “Cheers, biatches.”

Gigi leans over the bar. “Sweetie, let me know if you need any help or need a break. Shy wanted me to let you know I can help if needed.”

Maze smiles. “Thank you, we might need some help. I’ve got two of our girls here from the White Wolf helping because once these ladies head upstairs to dance I’m going with them.”

Gigi nods, grabbing her drink Maze just handed her. I hear her say upstairs and I look up seeing the second story is lit up with a strobe light flashing. Music is playing downstairs, so you can’t really hear what is playing upstairs, but you can see the pole, so that must be the stage.

Everyone starts to converse with each other while I just stand here looking around at all the different people. It’s just so different from where I’m from. I’ve seen bikers at the bars before but never this many in one place. There must be over a hundred people here easily. Brody played in some biker bars before, but even then there wasn’t this many. I see people playing pool, darts and even some older men playing cards and dominos.

“Princess, there you are.” Ginger’s father, whose name is Wolfe and is the first original president of the Wolfeman, walks up hugging his daughter.

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