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“Nova, this is Rhea. Rhea, this my sister, Nova,” Acid introduces.

“Oh, you’re his sister? You never said you had a sister,” I chastise.

Nova pulls a funny face. “It’s a long story.”

“Ah, okay,” I say awkwardly.

“How are you feeling today?” Dixie asks from across the table.

I feel everyone’s eyes on me as they wait for my answer. “I feel fine.” I smile. “Thank you for your help yesterday,” I add.

She smiles and nods. I continue to eat my muffin, feeling a little out of place. Everyone knows everyone, meanwhile I’m still trying to learn names.

Queenie sighs and stands up, walking to stand behind Ghost. “Rhea, sweetheart. This is your new family now,” she starts.

I shake my head. “Oh no, I don’t expect you all to deal with us. I’m just Acid’s friend,” I mumble.

“A friend of Acid’s is a friend of ours, there isn’t anything we won’t do for you. So, as we are now your family, you will need to learn our names, because Acid is lovely, but there may be a time you’d like to talk to someone else or need a woman’s opinion.” She smiles. “This is Ghost. He will look at you like he wants to kill you, but he’s adorable really,” she states, squeezing his shoulder. Star laughs and Ghost growls. “Cash is my son, his ol’ lady is Maggie, and Rip is Maggie’s cousin from the Satan’s Outlaws. Rose is with Rip. Then there is Hawk and Josie, Beast and Belle… You already know Dixie, and her other half is Rage.”She pauses, pointing to a guy with red hair, twiddling a blade in his hands. “Then there is Spider and Nova, Acid’s best friend and sister.”

“Oh wow, that’s lovely.” I smile. Acid grunts, unamused.

“Then there is Scar and Buzz. Then the Prospects; Happ, Hairy, Bambi, and Tiny.” She smiles before sitting down.

I sit there wide-eyed. “Wow, that is a lot to remember,” I say, feeling overwhelmed.

“Don’t worry about it, darlin’. Just shout hey and someone will respond,” Acid assures me.

CHAPTER THREE

ACID

2 weeks later

“So,how long is she staying at the club?” Scar asks. “Not that I don’t like having her around, she’s nice and a fucking milf, but the kid cramps my style,” Scar complains while I am laid under a car trying to repair it. “But like the other night, one of the Bunnies was sucking me off, I mean balls, the fucking lot. It was incredible. The girl really knows what she’s doing,” he adds.

I slide out from under the car and give him a look. “Which one is that?” I ask.

“Wilma? Wendy? Fuck, I can’t remember.” Scar shrugs. “It doesn’t matter, anyway. That’s why I call them all darlin’. I can’t get my ass kicked if I can’t get their name wrong.” He smirks.

I laugh, shaking my head. “You’re a real dick, you know that?”

Scar holds out his hands. “Brother, I ain’t pretending to be anything I’m not. I may be a dick, but at least I’m a nice dick.”

“Oh, you’re a real fucking gentleman,” I say sarcastically as I slide back under the car.

“They know what I’m like. It’s a fuck, and that’s it. I mean, it’s all cute, this coupling up shit, and I’m not saying that I wouldn’thave tapped a few of them before they got with our brothers, but for me, I don’t want that. I don’t want no fucking kids crying, shitting, or puking on me. I don’t want my magnificent dick tied to one woman for the rest of my life. I have a dick that should bring joy to all, not just one woman.”

I laugh. “Fuck man, how has your dick not fallen off?”

“What, from all the fucking?” he asks.

“No, from the fucking clap! Jesus, I’m surprised you ain’t got a loyalty card to the fucking sex clinic,” I mock.

“I did get a Christmas card from them last year,” he mutters. I can’t contain myself. I roar with laughter. “But that don’t mean I got anything. I take care of it,” he states. I still can’t control my laughter. “Nah, brother. Laugh all you want, but it’s like a car; You take care of it, service it regularly, then it will run for miles. I just do the same, but for my dick. I get tested once a month, as well as a wax,” he adds.

I slide out from under the car. “You get your balls waxed?” I ask.

“Yeah, I go down to the salon; back, sack, and crack. Trust me, the ladies fucking love it, and they are more inclined to suck on your balls.” He winks.

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