Page 3 of Ride the Wind (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 8)

“Sons of Sin motorcycle club,” she shrugged.

“You say that as if it’s normal for you and me to go hang out with a bunch of bikers on a Wednesday night.” Kerry was insane. There was no way in hell I would ever be able to marginally fit in at a motorcycle club.

My life was donuts, bread, coffee, and swirls of sugary buttercream. Motorcycles and the bikers who rode them didn’t enter into that world. Ever.

Kerry finished packing up the cake and set the order slip on top. “It’s not normal, but I’ve been to a few of their parties. They’re pretty fun.” She lifted the cake and walked to the walk-in cooler.

I followed her into the cooler and leaned against the wire shelf on the right. “I am not going to fit in at some Sons of Anarchy party, Kerry.”

“Sons of Sin,” she laughed. “I don’t think we’ll run into Opie and Jax tonight.”

I rolled my eyes. “That would be the only thing that could make me want to come with you.”

“Jax and Opie could totally make me come, too.” Kerry winked at me over her shoulder and set the cake on the pick-up rack. “Clay could even get a rise out of me on a good day.”

I cringed and shuddered. “Oh my god, Kerry. You are insane.” I had watched Sons of Anarchy when it was on TV, and I knew there was no way Clay could evoke any feeling in me other than vomiting.

She threw her hand up in the air. “Don’t kink shame me, Reese. I can’t help it that I might have a type that could maybe do it for me?”

“It’s not your type if you don’t know if you like it,” I reasoned.

“Well, you may be right. Maybe I’ll need to find a Clay tonight and see if he is my type.” She pointed her finger at me, and her eyes lit up. “And that is why you need to come with me. You need to be my wing woman. I need you there to ensure I find the right Clay and not some crusty Clay.”

I shook my head. “I think staying home and playing Monopoly is better than dodging crusty Clay’s at the local biker joint.”

Kerry cringed. “Don’t ever say biker joint again,” she winced. “I swear you are at least fifty.”

I raised my middle finger. “Does this look fifty to you?”

She shook her head. “No, but you staying home instead of coming out with me looks a hell of a lot like fifty. Might even look like seventy.”

That was it. If Kerry wanted me to go out with her tonight, and look for a Clay, then that was what she would get. “You better be at my door at six fifty-nine, or I’m not going.”

Kerry’s jaw dropped, and she clapped her hands together like a happy seal. “Yes,” she shouted.

I wasn’t sure I had made the best choice, but it would at least shut Kerry up. Hopefully, tonight was a major bust, and she would never ask me to go out with her again.

That was all I could hope for.

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Chapter Two

Zig

“You look like you’re about to fall asleep, prospect.”

I grabbed Brain’s empty glass and refilled it with the swill we had on tap. I couldn’t even tell you what kind of beer I had been pouring all night other than it was piss warm and getting everyone drunk. “Just filling cups,” I drawled. I handed the glass back to Brain.

“As you should be. You know you gotta work your way up in the club. Be glad you’re not on toilet duty.”

I scowled and wiped down the bar top.

“Bro,” Brain laughed. “You decided you wanted this life. Don’t act like you didn’t know that you would be at the bottom of the pile.”

I had known it but had forgotten what it felt like to be on the bottom. It wasn’t like I was some newbie who didn’t even know how to ride a motorcycle or something. I had lived my whole life in an MC. I was a fucking asset to the Sons of Sin, but they didn’t see it that way. “I’m not asking to be the fucking prez, Brain. Just a little more respect would be nice.”

Brain threw his head back and let out a bark of laughter. “Respect,” he called. “You should have stayed with the Devil’s Knights if you wanted to keep your respect and status, bro.” He shook his head and took a long drink from his beer. “You, Brisk, and MW are the low men on the totem pole. Doesn’t matter if you came from the sewer, a barn, or another MC.”

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