Page 15 of Spike's Perdition
“Don’t sweat it,” Zach interrupts. “Save me a dance though?”
“I’m not sure how late we’re staying, but sure, if we’re still here.”
Zach winks. “Until then.”
“He’s nice,” Tia comments. “You should hook up with him.”
“Hi again,” Skye greets as she saunters up to our table. “Hook up with who?”
“Zach,” Eric replies. “Ivory doesn’t do bikers, apparently.”
I shake my head. “It’s not that. They have bad decisions written all over them.”
“Yeah, they do,” Skye agrees. “And I’d make that bad decision a million times over again.”
“Wait… what?” I ask, confused.
“Do you see the tall, sexy man with the glasses, giving off Clark Kent vibes but in a bad-boy Lex Luthor kinda way?” Skye gestures over to the bar. We all crane our necks to see over the crowd and nod. “That’s my old man, Rogue. He’s part of Saints Purgatory MC. In fact, the club owns this bar.”
“I thoughtyouowned the bar.”
Skye shakes her head. “I’m the manager, but the club owns the place.”
“That makes sense,” Megan admits. “Itisa biker bar, after all.”
“Okay, that does make sense, now that you mention it,” I agree. “Why does Apple perform here so much?”
“Apple is married to Malice, Vice President of the club.” Skye points to a man scowling by the stage. He’s definitely givingfuck around and find-outvibes.
“No way,” Eric argues. “He’s got the whole pissed-offJared Letothing going on.”
“That he does, but it’s true,” Skye says with a chuckle. “What can I get you all tonight? Tequila shots?”
“Yes, and some whiskey sours for all of us, please,” I say.
“How about some fried pickles and nachos?” Megan asks.
“You know that goes right to my thighs!” Eric yells.
“You’ll just have to find a man to work off the extra calories then,” I snicker. “Some of us need our carbs.”
“Coming right up!” Skye says cheerfully. “Good to see you all again. Enjoy the show.”
“Damn, the eye candy in here tonight isahhmazing,” Eric drawls.
Megan bobs her brows. “Agreed.”
“How about we make this interesting?” Tia speaks up.
Fuck… this is going to end badly. I can feel it.
“What’d ya have in mind?” Eric asks.
Tia is about to respond, but a waitress arrives with our drinks and tells us that our food will be out soon.
As soon as she walks away, Tia rubs her hands together, and a sinister smile forms on her face. “Megan, I dare you to blow a kiss and wave to that biker walking this way.”
“I thought you said we’re gonna make this interesting.” Megan quips before tossing back her shot.
