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“Ohhh, Blood is next to the brothers,” Wynter says. “Let’s talk to War’s Old Lady.”
“Right,” I say, nodding.
We cross the main clubhouse and stop at the bar, a few feet away. War stands close to the bar, next to a beautiful blonde girl who looks at him with stars in her eyes.
Awesome, she thinks that War hangs the moon. That’s perfect because that means that she loves him, not the Prez.
“Princesses, come here, let me introduce you to my Old Lady Poison,” War yells, waving at us.
We step forward, stopping next to them, smiling.
“Baby, these are my twin sisters, Wynter and Autumn,” War says, waving his hand.
“Wow, you two are beautiful,” Poison says.
“Thanks, so are you, glad to meet you,” I say, smiling.
“Hi, glad to meet you,” Wynter says, smiling.
“Sisters, this is Fiend, Shade, and Killer from the Satan Warriors MC. Fiend and Shade are Poison’s blood brother,” War says, lifting his chin towards the hotties.
“Hi,” I say, smiling at them.
“Hello,” Wynter says, waving.
“Hi,” Killer says, lifting his chin.
“Hey, nice to meet you,” Fiend says, looking at me.
“Hello,” Shade says, lifting his chin.
Fiend smiles, his fucking dimples flash, and he has even straight teeth.
I fucking can’t help but smile at the sexy, badass biker.
Fiend runs his heated green eyes down my body and gazes into my eyes, nodding.
Of fuckincourse I checked him out. Sexy as fuck, tall, muscular, with fucking tattoos peaking from under his black Henley shirt.
Yum!
I look at his Cut, he’s a fucking Men of Mayhem.
That says it all.
Yeah, I do like him.
“Where are you going all dolled up,” War asks, raising his brow.
Fuck!
I hope that he doesn’t try to get me a fucking Prospect.
“I’m meeting up with Karla ,” I say, smiling.
“Yeah, and where are you going,” Death growls, gathering his brows.
“We’re going to some bar,” I say, shrugging.
