Page 25 of Wait For Me

What were the odds that this guy was her old man and Star inadvertently led him to us?

“She begged for cock,” I insisted.

The man laughed. I couldn’t make out the name on his cut, because he was too far away and the light in the sky was fading fast. “I have no doubt that she did, but her old man is on the way, and you’re going to have to deal with the punishment he doles out.”

“Fuck that. He needs to keep his woman on a leash, if she’s this free with her puss.”

“He was fucking some skank at the bar last night,” the woman called out.

“Not my problem, Dolly. You know the score. You’re not happy with that, you leave the man and the club in the dust. What you don’t do is disrespect him and our club by whoring yourself out to another club and its members.”

“No offense, man, but I’m not sticking around for this bullshit. My girl just came back after being gone for over a year.”

He glanced in the direction that Star had just gone before answering. “Seems to me, she ain’t much your girl if you were here fucking some other man’s old lady while yours has been missing for over a year. If she were my daughter, I’d put you in the fucking ground just for suggesting she was yours while you were doing this.”

“You just said that you didn’t care that Striker’s cheating on me,” the woman by my side pouted.

“And I don’t. Don’t give a damn about you besides the respect due a brother’s woman, but you just lost that too.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

“I said if she were my daughter. You aren’t even close to that, Dolly.”

“I don’t have time for your in-house bickering,” I told them and got ready to walk toward the rest of my MC family - toward her. Unfortunately, that plan was quickly fucked when the bitch’s man finally showed up.

“Dolly, what the fuck? You were just fucking this punkass?”

I didn’t even take offense. I was a punkass for fucking his woman. I was a drunk who was desperate to feel something and now that something was probably going to be in the realm of fighting rather than fucking. At that point, I honestly didn’t care as long as I was able to see Star afterward.

What I didn’t see coming while deep in fucking thought was the asshole’s fist. It connected soundly with my jaw, knocking me back a few paces.

“Fuck man! It’s not really my fault your bitch is out looking for dick elsewhere.”

That didn’t sit right with him, because the asshole came charging full force at me. He dipped, squaring his shoulders up with my abdomen and lifted me off my feet, but while I was airborne, my hands weren’t idle. I wailed on his back, getting in a couple kidney shots before I hit the ground with the asswipe crunching down on top of me.

“Fuck!” I yelled. “Get your fat ass off me!” I launched a few more punches while still trying to catch my breath after that hit.

“Show him what happens when you fuck with the SRMC, Striker!” Someone called out and it was only then that I realized we had a much larger audience.

I managed to get Striker flipped so that I was straddling his midsection while throwing wild, drunken punches at his face. He blocked most, but a few got through. Someone grabbed me by the shoulders and flung me off the asshole.

“Let them handle their own mess!” The order was barked out with authority.

The dirt in my eyes was the bigger problem as it temporarily blinded me when I landed face down in the dust cloud we’d stirred up. I groaned and flipped over just in time to have Striker launch himself on top of me with a knee directly to my ribs.

“That’s e-fucking-nough!” I heard being yelled, as my club brothers drew closer to the fray. “Jesus fuck! What the hell is going on here?” He asked when he was intercepted by the man Star had walked here with.

“Tripp,” the man called out in greeting.

“Reaper, what’s this all about?”

“Well, I walked a young lady over here who said she’s your daughter, since it didn’t sit well having her wandering around alone. We stumbled into your brother here fucking one of my brother’s Ol’ ladies. She was wearing her property patch.”

“She begged me to fuck her!” I yelled while dodging another blow from her old man. “Said that if he could go off fucking skanks last night, then she could fuck whoever the hell she wanted.”

I wasn’t lucky enough to dodge that last blow. “Fuck!” I hissed after both hearing and feeling my rib snap. Fucker got me good in the same place his knee had come down earlier.

“I said that’s enough!” Tripp roared.

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