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A small-town home remodel company was at the house at the moment installing the new installation in the ceiling.
And I was grateful. Cause two days ago, when the cold front moved through, I had woken myself up with my teeth chattering.
I wasn’t going to be woken up like that again.
Hell, even my balls had crawled inside; it was that cold.
***
I wondered what had Agatha in the mood she was in.
Because it was the next day, and she had woken all of us up by walking up and down the halls, beating on a metal pot with metal spoons.
I yawned as I took another swallow of black coffee.
After the party we had last night, I fucking needed this.
Needed this in a way that if I didn’t have it, I was going to be dragging ass.
The moment Wolf came walking down the steps, a giant hickey on the side of his neck, Agatha clucked her tongue and pointed at the only unoccupied chair in the main room.
Then she started, “Now that you are all here, seeing as next week is Thanksgiving, we are going to start celebrating the holidays.”
Every single one of us groaned.
“I’m telling all of you right freaking now. You will all celebrate this year. I won’t hear another word about it.” Agatha said as she pointed at all of us.
Then she walked over to us and handed each of us a piece of paper.
Once she did that, she said, “On those pieces of paper are things we need to make this a somewhat decent holiday. Also, you are going to get the items on the list, and you will help decorate this place for Christmas. I don’t want any of you to come back until you have those items in your possession.”
Nuke scowled, “Excuse me?”
Undeterred, Agatha placed her hands on her hips and scowled right back, “If you want me to keep cleaning up after your nasty behinds and being the one to shoo women out of here the moment y’all are done with them, then none of you will give me any lip.”
Then Nuke tapped the president patch on his leather kutte, “See this? Means I give the orders around here. Not fucking you.”
Agatha nodded, “Yes. When it comes to club business and club matters, I won’t ever say anything against you. However, when you asked me to clean, you again gave me the reins over the place. And when you asked me to cook, you gave me the reins to the kitchen. And seeing as y’all would starve if I didn’t cook, I would think that y’all would want to make me happy so I don’t poison the lot of you.”
Nuke sighed, “Will us getting this shit shut you the fuck up?”
Agatha smiled, then nodded.
All the while keeping her lips closed.
Then Nuke looked at all of us, “Let’s get the fuck out of here before she gives us more shit to do.”
I sighed, then with my list, I read it and decided that all this shit wasn’t going to fit in the saddlebags on my bike.
Thankfully, we got a deal with a dealership that was going out of business.
We just had to pay the factory price, and we walked away with a vehicle.
My black, jacked-up Chevrolet Silverado gleamed in the sunlight as I headed to it.
I climbed in, started it up, and then snickered when Wolf’s little car’s security alarm started going off.
He flipped me the bird, which caused me to shake my head.
