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“Both of you or just one?”

“I don’t think I need babies.”

“Yeah, you do. Babies are adorable. Have a baby with me, Kiki,” Tina whines.

“Who’s going to be the daddy?” I ask through my laughter.

“I got that part covered. Come on, dance with me,” he says, pulling both of us up against him. We all dance together, laughing and having a good time. A few of the club girls try to get in the way, but Trey waves them off.

“Don’t touch my baby maker,” Tina yells as I laugh harder. Trey just smiles and shakes his head but keeps us dancing to the music.

“Let’s go smoke a joint in the room,” he says. Tina agrees, and I shrug, figuring what the hell. I might as well have a little fun.

We walk from the middle of the room and down the hall to his room, where he ushers us inside. We all drop onto the bed as he lights the joint and passes it around.

I’m feeling good. Really good. I forget all about Spike, which is a plus as I sit back and lean against Trey’s chest. The room is buzzing with energy, but we’re all just laughing and having a good time.

At some point, a bottle of Jack is introduced into the mix. I don’t mind, I love Jack. We pass the bottle around while Trey tells drunken stories, making us all laugh.

At some point, I doze off.

Chapter 10

Locke

Home sweet home. I’m glad to be back after the last couple of days away. I’m dead tired, but that doesn’t mean I’ll be sleeping. Sleep isn’t something that comes easily for me. Not anymore. Not with those dreams and demons keeping me awake at night.

We pull through the gate and up to the clubhouse when I see all the bikes parked out front. I shake my head as we pull up and park, climbing off my bike.

“So much for sleep,” I say as the others follow behind me.

“Looks that way. I’m fuckin’ dead tired, too,” Hodge says. I nod my head, knowing that feeling all too well. I pull out a cigarette and light it up before looking over at Hodge and offering him one.

“Though you quit?” he asks while I nod my head.

“Thought so, too.” He chuckles and takes one, lighting it up.

“We all quit at least once. Doesn’t mean shit, yeah?” he asks. I nod once more. He’s right. Doesn’t mean shit. Sometimes, I just need something else to focus on or keep my head straight.

“My head’s just a fucked up place, yeah? Can’t sleep. Can’t focus for shit. You would think this shit would stop, but it doesn’t.”

“You wanna talk about it?” Hodge asks.

“No. Nothin’ to say, really,” I tell him. I don’t do that. I don’t talk about my feelings and shit with the guys. I know I can if I wantedto, and they would listen because they’re my brothers, but that’s just not me.

“Well, I’m here. You know that. Let’s go fuckin’ get wasted and pass the fuck out,” he says as he turns and heads for the door. I chuckle and follow behind him, figuring that’s the only way I’m going to get any kind of sleep anyway.

We step inside, and everyone greets us. The club girls bring us drinks with smiles on their faces. The place is packed, just like I should have known it would be on a Saturday night.

Janie, one of the club girls, brings more drinks and sets them on the table in front of us before Hodge grabs her and pulls her into his lap. She giggles as she takes the seat you know she wanted.

“So, Locke. I brought a new friend tonight. You want to meet her?” she asks as she plays with her long, curly hair.

“Sure. Why the hell not.” She isn’t going to be what I want, and I already know that, but maybe it will keep the thoughts of Kiki from running wild in my head.

Janie waves someone over as I down another drink. The girl with red hair sits on my lap and squirms a little as I wrap my arm around her waist.

She makes herself comfortable, but when I look up at her as she turns her head, I flip my shit. I shove her off my lap, watching her ass fall to the floor before I’m on my feet.

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