Page 8 of Her Demanding Biker
I'm getting too old for this.
Riding for as long as I did, trying to get home so I could put my head on my own pillow instead of sleeping on the ground or paying for a piece of shit hotel room.
I swung a leg over the back of my sled and took a few steps feeling like one of those old dimestore novel cowboys.
A hot shower was just what I needed to take the ache out of my muscles.
And a good fuck.
That's what the other guys were always telling me. I get it, especially from guys like Diesel and Moose. The growing list of members who were hooking up and settling down.
As much as members settled down that is.
The thought of falling into bed was what I was chasing tonight.
The thought of falling into the warm embrace of a woman?
Well that would have to wait.
Likely forever.
Yeah, that's me.
Mister positive.
"Thief!" I heard Hawk calling to me even with the music playing in the main room of the clubhouse.
There were people I could avoid in the clubhouse. but Hawk was the Sergeant at Arms. There was no ignoring him.
"Another party?" I swung a glance around the room and saw that the main room was packed with people.
Hawk gave me a look that spoke volumes.
"You found the information we were looking for?"
I reached into my jeans pocket and fished out the piece of paper I'd written everything down on and handed it to him.
"More than we were looking for, but it's not good news. Those assholes are into some shit and they're looking to bring it to us."
I let out a long breath through my nose feeling my nostrils flare a little.
The last thing we wanted was the shit that the Sons of Decimation were into bleeding into our territory.
It was too late to keep them getting a foothold into town, but we were going to stop it and soon.
I waited until Hawk was done reading before I spoke. "What do you think?"
The look on his face when he looked at me was telling.
He lifted the paper between us. "I'm gonna show this to Pres and see what he has to say, but I don't see anything here that can't wait until tomorrow's Church. We all need a night to party."
I had to smile then, not because I agreed with him, but because of the pretty redhead walking up behind my friend.
Maggie was everything opposite of Hawk and it made them the perfect pair.
Maggie wrapped her arms around Hawk's waist and tipped her head to the side to look up at him. "Hey, handsome. I think I might want to dance," she gave him a wink, "come on and join me?"
The look on Hawk's face changed and I tried not to laugh at the big man.
