Page 12 of Q: Satan's Fury MC

“Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do.”

With that, I turned and walked away.

I should’ve been pleased that I finally knew her name, but once again, our exchange wasn’t exactly a good one. In fact, it couldn’t have gone worse. I decided then and there I was done wasting my time on a chick who was clearly revolted by the very sight of me.

As much as I wanted to leave, I couldn’t.

I’d come to help Smokey, and I wasn’t about to get derailed by a bad encounter with a chick. With a newfound focus, I headed over to Maverick and the others, then helped them finish working on the kiddie train. It was just an old mower with several colored barrels attached behind it. Each had the center cut out and had a makeshift seat. There was no doubt that the kids would love riding in it, so we were all pleased to see that they’d managed to get it up and running.

“That should do it.” Maverick revved the engine a couple of times, then said, “Now, we just need a driver.”

I had nothing else better to do, so I said, “I can do it.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I just need to know the route.”

“Just follow the path through the north gate,” Smokey answered. “It’ll take you through the orchard and back to the barn. That’s where the parents will meet up with you.”

“Okay, I can handle that.”

“Great.” Smokey motioned his hand toward the side gate as he said, “Just pull it over there and wait. Shouldn’t be long before you have a full load.”

I nodded, then got on the mower and drove it over to the gate. I parked, and just like Smokey assured me, it wasn’t long before folks started streaming in, and I was bombarded with kids.

I didn’t mind.

It was nice to have a distraction—especially when Jules was watching my every move. Hell, she hadn’t taken her eyes off me. By the way she was looking at me, you’d think the chick was into me, but I knew better. The girl hated me, and after she’d blown me off for a second time, I wasn’t feeling all that warm and fuzzy about her either.

Which was one of the reasons I’d ignored her stares and focused on driving the kids through the orchard. It wasn’t so bad. Smokey’s place was pretty incredible. He’d put a lot of heart into it, and it showed. The trees were overflowing with full, ripe apples, and people were buzzing to get their hands on them. As I looked around at all the smiles, I could see why so many kept coming back year after year.

I kept driving until the sun finally set, and the crowds started to disperse. I parked it and went over to Smokey and the others. “You had quite a turnout.”

“Yeah, we did,” Smokey replied with a smile. “Even bigger turnout than last year.”

“Yes, but that just means more to clean up.” MJ grimaced as she looked around and said, “I don’t know how we’re going to get all this done.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll get it,” Clutch assured her. “But it’s gonna cost ya.”

“Oh, yeah?” Her brows furrowed. “What do you have in mind?”

“A couple of those famous pies of yours and some of that cider you guys make.”

“I think we can handle that.”

“Good deal. Now, let’s get this shit done.”

With that, we all banded together and busted our asses to get everything cleaned up. It took some time, but we managed to get all the trash picked up, all the supplies put away, and got everything prepped for the following day. As soon as we were done, we gathered at the barn, and Smokey was quick to say, “Thanks, guys. We really appreciate all the help today.”

“Yeah, we couldn’t have done it without you.” MJ smiled as she told us, “I don’t know how to thank you.”

“We wouldn’t miss it. You know the girls love being out here.”

“He’s right. We do love it,” Susana announced as she and Darby came up behind him.

It was still hard to believe how much they had both grown. They were both in their twenties, and while they were twins and had similar features, they couldn’t have been more different. Susana was prim and proper in her stylish skinny jeans, knee boots, and perfectly braided hair. Darby, on the other hand, was wearing her typical baggy jeans and an oversized hoodie.

Susana sounded rushed as she told us all, “But we’ve gotta get going. I’ve gotta finish up some work, and Darby has to get ready for her big date.”

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