Page 69 of Paladin's Hell

“That’s her, is it? Nice lookin’ kid.”

“Yeah, that’s Jayden.” I confirm.

“You bringing her on the ride the weekend after next?”

“Might. Haven’t asked her yet. She’s not had any experience ridin’. Need to get her on the back of my bike to see how she takes to it.” I think for a moment. “Will there be any other women along?”

Sparky shakes his head. “Prez, Bomber and Buzzard may bring their old ladies. You’re the only other fucker who’d let a bitch up behind him.” He laughs and walks off. I swear he’s muttering no one else would be crazy enough.

I speed up, keep my head down, and end up back at the table without being stopped again. Jay’s laughing at something Pyro has said. At least she doesn’t seem to feel I’ve left her adrift. But then, she’s used to being around bikers.

“Sorry, got caught up.”

She smiles as she takes her soda. “Pyro and I were just getting acquainted. So Pyro manages the auto-shop, and you, Taser, what do you do?”

“I run the strip club.” If he’s said it so bluntly to shock her, it won’t work. She knows all about Angels in Tucson, the strip club Satan’s Devils own there.

She grins. “Always fancied trying my hand at pole dancing.” I’m not sure how I stop myself spitting out the mouthful of beer I’ve just taken.

“You’re not fuckin’ pole dancing.” I tell her.

Almost about the same time Taser points out, “Got a pole inside if you want to give it a try? I’m sure Titsy could give you some pointers.”

I growl, they laugh. Jay looks like she’s giving it careful consideration. Then she glances at me and smiles, managing to convey she was pulling my leg. A wave of relief goes through me. Her looking the way she is? Don’t want to see my brothers watching her slide up and down a fucking pole.

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