Page 16 of Running Wild

Well, better tell them now before they lose it.

“Um, guys, sorry to be the bearer of bad news but we don’t have rooms. Grace managed somehow to get us two cabins next to each other. Each cabin has a bedroom and a loft. We figured the couples could take the bedrooms, while one of each of y’all could stay in a cabin. So three in each, which won’t be too many and give everyone their space. And, Doc, the hotel has been booked for months from what Grace was telling Joy and us. We got lucky while she was on the phone, I guess the cabins came back up available, so must have been a cancellation or that’s what the lady told Grace on the phone.”

Hearing Doc mumbling, I turn and he looks madder than a wet hen while Dingo is just sitting there head back, eyes closed. Wonder what that’s about. I’ll see if Bullet knows later. I do know this is going to be a wild time from the way it’s looking. So many authors, so little time.

SEVENTEEN

‘TINK’

MAGGIE/GOLDILOCKS

Holy fuck, why didn’t anyone tell us how goddamn hot it was in Texas and how congested this part of Houston would be? I can see Zoey is about one second from losing her mind, whipping her gun out, and starting to go apeshit on every asshole who either cuts her off or doesn’t see any of us in our large group on our motorcycles. That cracks me up because most of us are sporting Screaming Eagle, while others have Vance & Hines. It’s not like they can’t hear us coming we are a loud bunch so that just tells me these assholes have their heads-up their asses. I’ve seen quite a few on their cell phones, which is a death wish in this kind of traffic.

I’ve been worried sick about Hannah, Kitty, and the twins. Not sure why, but I’m pissed the most at Hannah. When I told her no, knew she was pissed but never did I think she’d run off. Guess we haven’t gotten as close as I thought. Maybe she doesn’t trust any of us and is just biding her time. That thought breaks my heart.

Looking in my mirror, I see Noodles’s truck and that brings a grin to my face. As tired as I was last night, he managed to give me three orgasms before I literally passed out. And I woke up to him giving me a massage. My muscles felt like actual noodles and that thought had me giggling, which had my man twisting me around and asking me why I was laughing when he had his hands on me. Of course that led to another thing, and my man knows how to use his hands and mouth. Just that thought and my nipples get hard while my core floods and contracts. Great, I don’t need wet panties while on my Harley, could get very uncomfortable.

Hearing a bike horn blowing, my mind comes back to the present to see Enforcer blowing his horn on my dad’s left side. Both of them are flipping off a Mercedes Benz sedan. Well, great, we all don’t need to get arrested before we actually make it to the Margaritaville Resort. Right before I grab me some more throttle, Zoey flies by me on her beast of a bike. She somehow finds room between the sedan and Enforcer, forcing him to move out of the way. Pops sees Zoey and stands down too. When Zoey turns and looks in the car, I see the brake lights instantly then the vehicle swerves to the left quickly. As Zoey grabs her throttle and brakes at the same time, I know she’s about to burn some major rubber. And that is exactly what she does, right in the middle of morning rush-hour traffic in Lake Conroe, Texas. Way to make an entrance, being the attention whore that she is. With that thought I grin wide.

* * *

Goddamn, what a fucking zoo. I don’t have a clue why Hannah wanted to come here after seeing all the lunatics with huge carts behind them, almost running around the entrance of the hotel. Then there are the bunches who are in groups smoking off the corner of the building. And finally, the women and men pulling in huge carts full of shit. Mother of Christ, what did get we ourselves into?

As we pull up to the entrance, everyone turns and mouths drop open as eyes bulge out of heads. What the fuck, never seen a bunch of bikers on bikes? Then it hits me, we are at a book signing for bikers, mobsters, and what the fuck, oh yeah, mayhem.

“Whatcha think, Goldilocks, want to give them a show?”

Turning, I see my bestie grinning at me, her eyes sparkling. Damn it, she’s gorgeous and that’s with her full-face skull tattoo, I can only wonder what she’d look like without it.

“Zoey, give me an idea before I agree to any of your crazy-ass plans.”

Before she can say a word, both my dad and Enforcer come up hitting the throttle and grabbing brakes. Assholes, that’s what they are. Behind them is Noodles and Panther blowing their horn. Finally, the rest of our group all on bikes come roaring up, squeezing in. Motherfucker. I look to Zoey to see she’s actually laughing.

“Well, now what, Zoey? What can you do to top this bullshit?”

She throws down her kickstand and swings off her bike. Straightening her kutte, she turns her back toward the entrance and I hear all the intakes of breaths and whispers. I hear people in our group dismounting and boots hitting the pavement. A door, no two, slams and before I can even lift my leg, Noodles is there.

“Put your kickstand down, Sweet Pea.”

I do as I’m told, and he lifts me off my seat right into his arms. I hear hollers and howls right before he plants a wet hot kiss on my lips. The I hear a very loud ‘heehaw’ before I hear our club names being yelled out.

“TINK, SHADOW, hey y’all. Over here it’s me, Spitfire. You know, with the Grimm Wolves.”

Turning, right in the middle of the curved driveway I see Bullet, Doc, and Dingo from the Grimm Wolves MC standing with—holy fuck—Clementine and Joy. I hear Zoey snort before outright laughing, as are some of my club sisters and Enforcer. Before I can even process, I feel Noodles putting his arms on my shoulders and I hear feet hitting pavement. When I go to turn, Zoey, Glory, Heartbreaker, and Wildcat are standing in front and on my sides. I almost laugh at the comical way Clementine tries to catch herself but ends up colliding into Zoey and Glory. My bestie catches the Southern tornado, so she doesn’t fall on her ass. Behind her are all the Grimm Wolves brothers and Joy, who’s grinning. When she sees me looking her way, she waves so I wave back.

“Oh my God, Shadow, bless your heart and thank God you’re okay. I was plum sick when Brick said that you were picked up. I begged and bartered with the Grimm Wolves. Tried speaking to them, telling the entire club to go out and give y’all a hand but, as usual, nothing I said mattered. Hey, are the Devil’s Handmaidens looking for prospects? I’m hankering for folks who listen when others speak.”

By the time she’s done, I’m cracking up. She’s always had me in stitches and it’s good to know she hasn’t changed. Bullet has caught up with his woman, pulling her to his front. I watch her eyes slowly close as she relaxes into her man.

“Hey, Tink, Shadow, Tank. Yo, Enforcer, and the rest of you. Glad we caught up with you before you busted into Hannah and the other girls’ cabin. Doc found out where they are staying and between the three of us, we’ve had eyes on them since after we ate breakfast earlier. This place is getting to be a fucking crazy place, sign in, we’ll be over there by that bar.”

I watch them walk away as too many heads turn to watch them. Damn, we’ve attracted a ton of eyes, so I look to my dad who nods, leaning into Enforcer. When I see both heads together, I know they will handle this shit. Glaring at Zoey, I tell Heartbreaker to come with me to sign in and get our keys or codes or what the hell ever.

“Are you here for the signing?”

I hear this tiny voice off my right side. Looking that way, a few older women are staring at us like we are movie stars. What the hell?

“Um, yes and no. Came to find a few friends. Guess you’re here for the book thing, right?”

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