Page 15 of Blade

“Prospects! Go get the groceries out of the truck. Come on, I’ll show you where the kitchen is.”

I followed Blade through a doorway on the far side of the room beyond the bar. One that led to a hallway with multiple doors and a stairway at the end with double doorsI assumed led to the outside. On the right side of the hall were two doors labeled MEN and WOMEN. Bathrooms, I believed.

To the left, I followed Blade through a set of swinging double doors into the largest kitchen I had ever seen. Opposite the swinging doors we just entered were two refrigerators, two stoves, and a double oven on the wall. To the left was a large, over-sized double sink, set in a wooden countertop that ran the entire length of the wall, and two dishwashers set beneath it. A long wooden table sat in the middle of the room, perpendicular to the counter with the sink.

Around that table were Grams, Rachel, and five scantily clad women. Five women that were looking at me with something between curiosity and animosity.

“Ladies, the prospects are bringing in the groceries. Grams, I will leave the introductions to you.”

Blade walked out of the room without a word to me.

“Beck, come in and meet the girls. You know Rachel, of course. This is Brandy, Crystal, Tiffany, Jade, and Amber.”

The women were a mix of blondes and brunettes, a redhead and even one with jet black hair.

I barely squeaked out a “Hello” when four men walked through the door carrying two bags of groceries each. They placed them on the table and Grams thanked them.

“Ok, ladies, let’s get to work.” Grams and Rachel started emptying the bags and the ‘club girls’ started gathering cutting boards, knives, and pots and pans.

“So, Beck,” one girl with dark brown hair said, not sure which one it was because Grams just gave me their namesbut didn’t specify which was which. “Are you and Blade together?”

Rachel looked up and with a warning in her voice murmured, “Brandy.”

“What?” Brandy shrugged. “I’m just wondering if Blade is now off-limits.”

“No, I am not with Blade. I am not with any of the guys. In fact, I am only here to help Grams. I’m not looking to land me a biker.”

“Girls, you know Blade isn’t interested, so it doesn’t matter if Beck is with him or not. He has made himself off-limits.”

I looked over at Rachel, curious about Blade being off-limits to the club girls. She looked back at me and winked, and I wondered what that meant.

Chapter Five

Blade

After leaving the kitchen, I headed to the bar in the common area. Johnny, a prospect, had a beer waiting before my ass hit the seat.

Jack appeared a minute later, slapping me on the back as he sat.

“How’s it going, brother?”

I growled, thinking about how things were going with Becca.

“Don’t ask. Hey, I need you to do something for me.”

“Name it, brother. You know I’ll do anything I can to help you out.”

“I want you to get close to Beck and give her your number.”

Jack choked on his beer, on hearing my request, spraying beer everywhere. “What the fuck, Blade? I am not moving in on your girl.”

“First, she isn’t my girl. Second, you try to move in on her and I will put you in the fucking ground.” I lifted my beer to my lips as if I didn’t just threaten to kill my best friend.

Chuckling, Jack looked at me. “Ok, so why am I getting close to her and giving her my number?”

“She’s going on a date with Grant Nicholson.”

Just saying his name left a sour taste in my mouth.

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