Page 1 of Laying it Bare Biker Style - Grayson

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~Grayson~

“I really think the two of you should join Gage and me out at the bar. You know you’ll have fun.” Leaning against the bar that split our kitchen from the living room, I waved my water bottle at my roommate’s fiancé and grinned.

Sage turned mid-step on her way back to join Ryder in the living room – after her one hundredth run to the bathroom today – and tossed her hands onto her hips, giving me the stink eye. “I waddle like a penguin and can barely get in and out of my seat without someone acting as a crane. I wouldnothave a good time.”

“But we could make a game out of balancing beer bottles on your belly.”

She narrowed her green eyes at me. “You know I appreciated you helping Ryder turn the spare room into a wonderful nursery, but the fact that you treat my incubator as a fun house makes me want to throttle you.”

“Stop harassing my fiancé, Grayson.” Ryder stepped up behind Sage and wrapped his arms around her middle, resting his hands on said incubator. Then he kissed her temple before leading her back to the couch and helping her plop down beside him.

Fiancé and a baby on the way. I mentally shook my head. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that one of my best friends and brother in our Twisted Flames MC in Aiken, South Carolina was due to have a baby in the next couple of weeks and was planning on getting married in the early fall.

“When the baby comes, you’re going to be given ‘overnight baby duty’ as penance.”

“I can’t feed the baby. I don’t have the right boobs.” I shot her a smirk.

“I’ll feed her and then hand her off and go back to bed.” Her own lips twisted into a devious smile. “After all, you’ll be an honorary uncle. You can have your special bonding time at night while I sleep.”

Sage was a sweetheart. I wasn’t sure what she was doing with an asshole like Ryder. Even eight and a half months pregnant, she was stunning. And even though I had thought she was a hot little number when we had first run into her, the way Ryder had looked at her . . . there had been no way in hell I was stepping in the middle of that. Although he completely ignored the truth of his feelings at the start. And of course, I had fucked with him every chance I had gotten over that little tidbit.

I snorted. I was as nurturing as Ryder. That pulled a chuckle from me. Well, fuck us. The two of us were going to have to learn rather quickly. Although I had been quick to suggest bringing Sage home, taking care of a grownup was leagues different than providing for a newborn. We were so fucked.

“You two should embrace these last few weeks of freedom. You guys won’t get out again for eighteen years.” Upending the bottle, I hid my smirk.

“Lynette, Misti and Angel will be banging down our door for the opportunity to babysit. We’ll still get to enjoy some time together. And I won’t have this huge beach ball belly to tote around with me anymore. So thanks for the invite, although I’m sure it was more for your benefit, but we’re staying in and watching some movies.”

“Ryder isn’t sporting a beach ball. He could come out with me for some beers.” I couldn’t resist teasing her.

She shrugged. “I don’t mind if he goes out. He can – ”

“I don’t go out without you, Sweetheart.” Running his hand gently through some of her red curls; Ryder kissed the top of her head.

“I figured that would be the response, but I had to get in one last dig before I headed out. You two enjoy yourself. Don’t wait up. I’m hoping for some pussy tonight.”

Sage rolled her eyes at me. “Have a great time, Grayson. And thank you for not bringing your strays home with you.” But her body shook with her laughter.

My crude words never bothered her. Although Ryder and I would definitely have to curb our vocabulary around a little one. That was going to be a major adjustment. I needed more than a few beers tonight. With a little wave, I strolled out to the garage to hop on my Hog.

After I backed out of the garage, I hit the road in the direction of Bottoms Up Tops Down. With any luck, I’d hook up with a hot little piece of ass with enough drinks in her not to be trashed, but willing to pull down her pants as well. Unless she was wearing a skirt. My lips curled into a smirk. We wouldn’t even have to waste time ripping off clothes.

About fifteen minutes later, I pulled into the lot and parked beside a row of bikes. Hopefully if any of the motorcycles belonged to a brother from another club, they weren’t looking for trouble tonight. But, for the most part, the clubs around here didn’t have many problems with Twisted Flames. We didn’t stir up trouble and stayed on the right side of the law. And recently, our allegiance grew tighter with Pyro Devils. However, a group that wasn’t local, but had been stirring up shit in our area, had caused us a ton of grief recently. Although it seemed Brutal Demons had withdrawn from our area after our latest confrontation, we knew better than to completely let down our guard.

Loud music and rowdy talking hit me as soon as I stepped inside. After scanning the crowded room, I spotted Gage at a table situated close to the bar with Axel, Remus, Bolt, and one of our Prospects, Boot, sitting around him, slinging back beers. When I dropped down in the empty chair, Gage gestured to the pitchers of beer.

“Couldn’t convince the pregnant couple to join us?” He smirked behind his mug, his green eyes twinkling with amusement.

“I brought up a ton of valid points, but Sage shot down every one of them.” I poured myself a beer before taking a long pull.

Tipping his head back, Gage released a burst of laughter. “That girl is something. I love her. Lucky bastard scooped himself up a treasure there. But fuck, being a parent. I don’t know that I’ll ever be ready for that responsibility.”

“Never thought Ryder would be the first one of you young pups. I had my money on you, Grayson. I wonder how many more of you shmucks will follow since Ryder opened the door on that one.” Remus rubbed a hand through his gray beard, his gun metal colored eyes sparking with humor.

“That’s real rich coming from someone who has been married for as long as I’ve known you. But no fucking way, Prez. I enjoy having my freedom and I don’t think I’d be satisfied with the same pussy day in and day out.” Unless I found the right one. But how many of those gems were really out there? “I’m here tonight for beer and pussy. In that order. Not to talk about settling down.”

“And we’re in luck. The hot ones are out tonight. This bar is crawling with them. We’ll have our pick because the guys wandering about the bar look like the shmucks Remus was yammering about.” Gage ran a hand over his brown mop. “I didn’t even have to spend any extra time making it look this amazing.”

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