“You’ve not done anything, sugar,” Vanilla said.

“Then why are you at the library after hours? I’m sure it’s not to rent out books, and when more than one MC guy comes, it’s usually because a person has done something bad.” She held the books close to her chest.

Saint shook his head. “You’ve not done anything wrong at all. In fact, we want to ask you for a favor, a big one.”

She looked at each of them in turn. He watched her thoughts crossing her face, and was assessing why a club would need help from her. “What do you want?”

“I want you to accept a date from Ricky. The big guy that spends most of his time watching you.”

Prue was already shaking her head. “No, I promised Melissa that I’d stay away from him. She said that he’s bad news.” She turned to Pea. “You told her to be careful around him.”

Pea suddenly loved his wife very much. She had listened to him, and told others to be careful. Big Ricky trusted her, and even though she’d talked to the man at the fight, she had made sure she wasn’t alone with him.

Saint didn’t look impressed. “He’s here for a reason. We’re asking you to spare a couple of hours keeping him company.”

“This is a man that one of your women has told me not to be near.”

His Prez was now glaring at him. “I know, and I asked her to be extra cautious. One of us will be close if this was to happen.”

“We know he’s hiding something, Prue. I don’t want to put you or the town in danger, and we need your help.”

Prue tilted her head to the side, looking at each of them in turn. “What would you be willing to give?”

“Give?” Saint asked.

“Well yes, you want something from me, and I hate to be rude, can I get something from you?” She put the books she was holding down, and leaned on the counter that separated them.

“What do you want?” Pea asked.

She tapped a finger to her lip. “The entire club to become library members.”

“We can do that,” Saint said.

“Excellent. There’s also funding for the library at the fair in the summer. We’re raising money for the repairs on this place. Could you guys contribute, and I’ll go on this date with Big Ricky?”

“Agreed,” Saint said. “Is that all?”

“Yep. That’s all I want.”

“You don’t want any money for yourself?” Vanilla asked. “Nothing to give you a hand out?”

“The library is all I care about, and they pay me. Keeping it open and thriving gives me a job. I’ll do what you say. I’ll accept his invitation, and call you when it’s been made, and where we’re going.” She picked her books up.

It was time for them to leave.

Pea and the Saints and Sinners MC left the library.

“You told the women to be careful around Big Ricky?” Saint asked.

“I didn’t like the vibe I was getting off the guy. Mel passed it along to all the women.” Pea looked at the men as they stared at him. “What’s with all the weird looks? Are you wanting to be my girlfriend or something?”

“You’re different,” Vanilla said. “The settling down life must be really … suiting you.”

He rolled his eyes. “If that’s enough of telling me how great I am, I’m going to head back to my wife.”

Looking toward Saint, he shrugged, and with that, Pea made his way back home.

Dinner was already on the table by the time he got home. Mel was eating a bowl of pasta when he entered. “Your dinner is in the oven keeping warm. Let me get it for you.”