Page 14 of Savage Spades

“I got in a fight,” he told her. Several fights, to be exact. He’d stayed at the ring until his body started to scream at him.

Iris’ eyes widened. “Whoa, did you win?”

He nodded. “Uncle Kit always wins.”

She giggled before running away. Kit laughed and pressed the ice pack to his rib. His opponent got him good in the ribs. That was the only hit he let the guy get before Kit had landed a punch to the man’s jaw. The feel of the ice pack was a relief to his inflamed muscles. His mind wandered to Megan. He needed to go by the apartment and check on her today. He believed she was sober, but anything could change in a matter of minutes, especially in a town where she knew who and where to get drugs.

Gunner’s Old Lady, Lily, stood behind the bar looking for something.

“Where the fuck is that bowl?” she huffed.

Jett got up from the barstool, and Zeke took his place.

“What are you cooking?” Kit asked Lily.

She turned around and placed her hands on her hips. The Old Ladies cooked every Sunday. It was like the Savage Spades’ version of church. There were only three Old Ladies at the moment. Gunner, Otis, and Ace were married. They were also the oldest brothers. Like himself, not many of the younger brothers were ready to settle down. Lily often complained about there not being enough women. The club groupies didn’t count.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Lily said. Sunday dinner was always a surprise. “I heard Megan is in town.”

He hadn’t told many people about Megan being back. His eyes flickered to Zeke, who raised an eyebrow.

“She just got out of treatment,” Kit told her.

Lily’s face softened. “That’s amazing. Is she staying with you?”

“For now. She says she wants to get a job and get on her feet.”

“Well, don’t rush her. Let her take her time. It’s going to be an adjustment coming back here. Let her know I say hi, and she can stop by the house anytime she wants.”

Kit nodded, but he knew Gunner wouldn’t like that. Megan’s past mistakes had burned a lot of people, and the last thing Gunner would want was for her to be around his wife. Lily could be too friendly for her own good.

“I’ll let her know,” Kit lied.

Lily smiled and walked out from behind the bar towards the kitchen.

“So, Megan’s back?” Zeke asked.

“Yeah.”

“You think she’s sober this time?”

“I do, but I don’t know how long it’s going to last. She got into a good treatment center for free, and they told her she needed a support system. I’m not sure this was the best idea. Coming back to the town where her addiction started…”

He wanted his sister back, but more than that, he wanted her to be sober. He just hoped she was making the right decision coming back here.

“You can’t control it, man. Megan’s going to do what she wants, but give her a chance to prove to herself--and you--that she can be sober.”

The front door slammed shut as Gunner walked into the bar. “Everyone in the meeting room,” he said, walking past them to the room in the back.

Zeke and Kit shared a look before following behind everyone else to the room. Church was usually planned in advance and never on Sundays. Sundays were for the family. They took a seat at the big round conference table, waiting for everyone else to fill in. A couple of people were missing, but Gunner didn’t seem to mind. Hugo closed the meeting room door once everyone was inside.

“I just got word that the new bar has some financial issues,” Gunner said.

It took a minute for Kit to understand what Gunner was talking about--Cam’s bar. Images of dark hair and plump lips filled his brain. He’d decided to spend the night alone last night because he was so sore, but his dick stirred to life as he thought about Cam. Wait, what had Gunner said? Financial issues.

Gunner looked over at Hugo, who cleared his throat. “Jen, the bartender, told me last night Cam owes a fuck-ton of money to Venom.”

“What the fuck?”

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