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“I’ll help. Chubs will be there anyway, so I’ll come over with him,” says Lucy.

“Wow! You guys don’t have to do this, but you would be saving my ass,” Ava says with a grin. “I can’t believe that right after I agreed to cater this huge event, Terri quits on me. Ugh. Thank you so much for helping me out!”

Since Gunner was hanging out with us at New Horizons, Ava brought lunch for everyone. Lucy had come over and we spoke about her volunteering here and I couldn’t be happier having her on board. While eating, Ava mentioned she had an employee quit and that she and Trudy were going to be swamped with a catering job. It went from that to a catering girl party. Gunner’s words, not mine. But the big guy did volunteer to keep Craig tomorrow night so that Tammy and I could both help Ava out. It will be a great chance to get to know the women of the Devil’s Angels a little better. And, at the same time, give Craig a chance to hang out with Bella and the twins. Win win.

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Luckily for Ava, her staff will be available to do the actual event and it’s only prep work that she needs help with. Bailey, Ava, Trudy, Lucy, Tammy and I are all in the catering kitchen and have busy hands. It’s become a giggle fest and a lot of fun considering how much work we’re getting done.

Chubs is sitting off to the side, at one of the work tables, and he is the official taste tester. I laughed when I heard that was his job, knowing how he loves food, but it didn’t take long to realize he has an amazing palette. He’ll eat anything, but the man gives great feedback about the food. More salt, less pepper, add cumin, don’t use basil, this definitely needs cilantro. His comments are well thought out and always spot on. My affection and admiration for the curly haired, comical man is growing by leaps and bounds. It’s easy to see why he’s so loved by the club.

My job is to sit on my ass, because of being injured and still sore, and chop, dice, and julienne the needed ingredients. Lucy is the measuring queen and keeps the women that are mixing and cooking stocked with their ingredients. Everyone is chatting and laughing and simply enjoying our time together. Our topics are random and, sometimes off the wall, but fun nonetheless.

“I still don’t get the word cocktails. What does cock and tails have to do with a mixed drink? Makes no sense to me,” declares Trudy while cracking the rest of us up.

“Some guy must have realized that feeding women mixed drinks may allow his cock to get some tail that night. That’s my take on it,” answers Bailey.

“Sadly, it works,” agrees Ava.

“Word of warning, ladies. Never, and I mean never, allow Ava to drink alcohol,” Trudy orders sternly, but with a huge smile.

“Word,” Ava agrees while grinning back at Trudy.

“What’s the story behind that?” asks Tammy.

“She says anything and everything that pops into her head. Zero filter. While hilarious as hell for those standing around, not so fun for her and Gunner the next day when she’s sober. Gunner didn’t speak to her for almost a week after her last alcohol induced hour of truth.”

“Holy crap, Ava! What the hell did you say that would piss Gunner off that bad?” questions Bailey.

“Ugh. It was a bad day for me and I was mad at Gunner. I had a few drinks, knowing I shouldn’t have, and then proceeded to run my mouth. At least I mentioned all of his good points and not just his bad. But none of that bothered him as much as me saying how hot Vex is,” Ava admits while cringing visibly.

“I don’t think saying Vex is hot upset him as much as saying that if it wasn’t for Gunner being your man, you’d climb Vex like a monkey in a banana tree,” Trudy roars out in laughter.

“Yeah, that might have been the kicker in my little rant,” Ava admits sheepishly.

“Was Vex there?” I ask.

“Yes, and he didn’t say a word. He just winked at Ava and that was when Gunner had had enough. He tossed Ava over his shoulder and stomped all the way home,” Trudy chokes out through her laughter.

While we’re all laughing out loud at her comment and embarrassment, I look at Chubs to see him smiling and shaking his head at us women. He’s obviously used to the crazy that goes on in the Devil’s Angels.

“Okay, so now you all know my most embarrassing moment in life. What was yours?” Ava asks while looking around at each of us.

“I’ll tell you mine. It was horribly embarrassing at the moment, but now it’s just funny as heck,” Lucy speaks up surprising all of us.

“My parents were having a formal dinner party, all kinds of bigwigs in the political arena were there, and I was required to make an appearance at dinner. Because I didn’t want to go, I put off getting my gown until the last minute. It was a tad bit too long but I didn’t have time to get it altered, so I hoped for the best. I should have said some serious prayers instead.”

“The Governor’s mansion has a long, winding staircase. I hated that staircase for years. Hated it more that night,” she continues with a small laugh.

“I made it most of the way down before, of course, I trip over my too long gown. I take down a waiter, two wives of Senators and the Governor from Utah with me. We all tumble to the bottom of the stairs, no serious injuries, but a few wardrobe malfunctions did occur. The waiter had been carrying a full tray of appetizers and shrimp were everywhere. The Utah Governor lost his toupee and it was lying on the floor with a shrimp stuck to it. The bottom half of my gown was ripped off so I was now standing in an extremely short gown and one of the Senators' wives dress straps ripped and her goodies were hanging out for all to see.” At this point Lucy, and the rest of us, are laughing our asses off. After a moment, Lucy gets control of herself, and finishes her story.

“Another guest, some political analyst, says, ‘Are those real?’ to the Senator’s wife before she realized her dress was ripped. She was so embarrassed she covered her boobs with her arms and stomped out of the mansion. She has never spoken to me since. At least I got out of dinner that night,” Lucy ends with a grin.

“Oh my god! I would’ve never shown my face again if I were her!” I shout out.

“My face and boobs would be hidden for life!” Tammy agrees.

My phone pings and I pull it out of my hip pocket to see Pooh’s name.

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