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“Almost time to open, I’ll be in my office.” I hightailed it the fuck out of there.

“You got it, boss,” was the last thing they both yelled as I closed the dressing room door behind me. It was going to be a long day and evening since I was all ready to go home now.

Chapter Fifteen

Speed

It never failed toamaze me every time I rode up to the clubhouse. The log cabin was huge and had served as a lodge back before the dads had bought it for the club, the place was spacious, and they’d renovated the inside for their needs. It had the twelve individual cabins then too, which each of the originals had taken one and lived in it. Those too had been renovated to suit the men. They were still referred to as cabins though they were as big as some people’s homes. The one I’d shared with my dad had four bedrooms, one set up as an office, a kitchen, living room, and three bathrooms. I’d asked one time why we had such a big house and Cutter had told me because after living in the barracks and small apartments during his military career, he’d told himself that if he ever owned a home, it would be open and spacious. Considering the other ones that sat around ours, they too were large.

One of the stories Roscoe loved to tell was about how the dads bought the place off him and gave him a home and a reason to live after he’d lost his wife the year before they’d come to town. That let him become a member when they saw the Harley in the shed while checking out the property and he’d told them it was his. He and his wife had run the lodge, and after she had died he’d lost interest and didn’t want to do it alone. He now lived in one of the other six cabins across the way next door to Shakes and Dare.

After I went home and took a shower when I got back from Sami’s, I walked to the clubhouse, going in the back door and I saw Daisy standing over the stove cooking.

“Hey, sugar, lookin’ good.” She swung around and squealed. First time I’d seen her since I got back.

“Speed, good to have you home. Sorry I missed you when you got in. I’d left that morning to go over to my sister’s, she’s been down ill.” Daisy hugged me and went back to cooking, no doubt fixing something for any of the men who were hanging around.

“How’s your sister doing, Daisy?” Her sister lived a couple hours away from the club and had made it known that she hadn’t cared for her sister’s lifestyle choice.

“Better, same bitchy ass. I do her a favor and still have to listen to that same crap I did thirty years ago. My consolation was, she’s younger but has more wrinkles than one of those Shar Pei dogs.” I would give Daisy that, she’d taken care of herself over the years.

“Seen the others come through here?”

“If you’re talking the younger bunch, no. Stroker and the others are in his office, and a few members are roving around here somewhere.” She circled her hand in the air to include the whole place.

“Thanks, darlin’. Catch you later.” I didn’t wait for a reply as I headed through the clubhouse. When I reached the office, I knocked.

“Open,” was yelled and I walked in to find the officers sitting around.

“Need something, Speed?” Stroker raised his head from the papers in front of him to look at me while the others saluted their hello.

“Just checking in to see if you need for anything.”

“Nope, pretty quiet today. Umm...heard you didn’t come home last night. Takin’ you handled a little personal business,” Romeo smirked.

“Bet he took care of than one piece of business, considering he walked in here all lose hipped,” Flyboy laughed, and the others joined in.

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