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I take another drag and exhale, raising my brow.
“Stop crying! We’re going to Hell's Cave. I’m meeting up with Autumn and her friend Karla,” I say, taking another drag.
“Fuck! Are you serious?”
“Yes, so let’s get gone because I want to be there before she does. I don’t want the Brothers trying to get her,” I growl, dropping my cigarette on the ground, stomping it out.
“Hell yes.”
“I have to return to the clubhouse, Demon needs me,” Shade says.
“Okay,” I say, nodding.
We walk over to our bikes, get on, pull on our gear, and ride out of the Wicked Warriors MC. We ride down the streets, and Shade takes another road. It takes us about twenty minutes to pull into the Hell’s Cave Bar parking lot. We park our bikes, get off, and set our gear on the bikes.
We walk into Hell's Cave, and I look around. The Brothers are playing pool, and the girls are attending to the customers.
“Let’s get the corner at the end of the bar,” I say, lifting my chin.
“Right,” Killer says, walking over to get the bar area cleaned up for the girls.
I stand close to the doors, looking for them. A couple of minutes later, Killer returns, and we wait for the girls.
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“Are you serious? We’re meeting up with some hot bikers,” Karla says, wide-eyed.
“Yeah, so let’s hurry. I’ll drive,” I say, nodding.
“Okay,” Karla says, smiling.
I pull out of her driveway and onto the road. It takes a few minutes to get to the bar. I pull into the parking lot and park close to the bikes.
“Girl, I’m so excited,” Karla squeals, pulling down the visor to look into the vanity mirror.
“Karla, Fiend is absolutely gorgeous, walking sex, and bad ass biker,” I say, applying my red lipstick on my lips.
Fiend took off the lipstick with his kiss, and just thinking of his hot kiss makes me wet.
Fuck!
“What about the other biker,” Karla asks, smiling.
“Girl, he’s hot, but I want to warn you. Bikers are out to have fun, so if you have fun with him, don’t expect anything because they don’t do relationships,” I say, looking at her.
“Fuck! I want a biker,” Karla pouts, shaking her head.
“Karla, just have fun, and let it run its course. Sometimes the fuckers do fall, and when they do, it’s hard,” I say, nodding.
“Ah, that’s amazing. But you’re right. What if I don’t like him,” Karla says, nodding.
“No worries, if you don’t like him. I’m sure that the bar will have many more bikers who would love to meet you! I don’t want you to get hurt, and I don’t want you fucking all of the bikers because for sure you won’t get one. They have pussy any time they want,” I say, rolling my eyes.
“Wow, that sounds like they’re fucking players,” Karla says, looking at me.
“That’s exactly what they are, fucking players. Believe me, I know. My Brothers and the MC Brothers are all the same,” I say, nodding.
