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At first, Evan’s expression didn’t change, and JJ worried she’d gone too far.

“Ha, this one I like.” Evan smiled in the direction of the still laughing ladies.

“Right? She’ll do.” Lexi’s laughter died.

“So, wanna fill me in?”

“Oh, let me.” Billie got up and hugged Evan. “Check it, Trip’s ol’ lady wants to get a handlebar tattoo. On her shoulders.”

Evan seemed just as lost as JJ. “I don’t get it.”

“Thank you, neither do I.”

“Oh, that’s right. Taps has tried his damnedest to get you into his bed, but you haven’t actually been there.” Lexi was a hold-nothing back kind of person.

“Well, then spell it out for me, because me and him, ain’t never gonna happen.”

Andy rolled her eyes. “Never say never. One day you’ll get to see the set of real handlebars on his headboard for yourself, I guarantee it.”

Oh, so that’s why. “Okay, so change of plans. No handlebars, Trip would not be amused.”

“Y’all bitches spoil all my fun. Well, at least we have cupcakes.” Lexi flipped the lid open, and the laughter started up again as soon as everyone got an eyeful of what was in the baker’s box.

“Oh my God, Evan, you live dangerously.” JJ leaned over to see cupcakes arranged in the shape of the DPMC back patch. The icing was painted in precise Phantoms detail with one added cupcake that didn’t belong.

“Dessert Phantoms?” Their laughter became deafening.

“Yep. That fucker comes into my shop and violates a doughnut damn near every day. When he asked me to do an arrangement with an extra cupcake just for him, I agreed. He didn’t say where to add that special one, so baker’s discretion.”

“Damn, you are ruthless.”

“Speaking of…” Evan reached into her pocket and pulled out about twenty of Taps’s little rubber chickens and set them on the counter. “Tell him next time one of these lands behind my counter, I’ll body slam his ass and send him to the ER.”

“He’d like that.”

“Yep.”

“Truth.”

“Okay, ladies, I have to run. Other deliveries to make, it’s been real, but seriously, keep him away from all desserts and unsuspecting women.”

As soon as Evan was out of the door, Andy spoke. “Oh, yeah, they’re gonna fuck soon.”

“Definitely,” Lexi agreed. “And it’s going to be so damn explosive, anyone in the clubhouse will need a cigarette and a drink afterward.”

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