Page 6 of Bikers & Bars

“How about riding that bike the boys got you?” Valentina asked, nudging my shoulder as she took a bite of one of her tacos. “You haven’t ridden it at all.”

Flashes of my dad’s booming laugh and bone-crushing hugs filled my mind. The smell of oil and gasoline and tires burning on the streets. I’d raced quite a few times back in high school anddid really fucking well. Until my dad died. Then I couldn’t look at a bike without thinking of him.

Loki and Bane had gifted me an older bike they fixed up about a year ago. I’d found every excuse to not use it yet and luckily, they seemed understanding. But maybe it was time to try it again. If I was going to let my guard down and accept a pack, maybe it was time to get back on the bike again.

“I like that idea,” I said softly as Teagan squealed in excitement. “But no racing!”

“I think we should get tattoos,” Sienna offered up.

“Sky diving!” Hazel yelled out as she rushed back in.

“Why don’t we think of something a little easy to start with?” Valentina offered. “Something to just ease us into things.”

“Like what?” I asked, as I snagged one of the tacos and took a huge bite.God, I fucking love tacos.

Valentina didn’t answer, just shot us a wicked smile before saying we should eat up. Right then the oven dinged, signaling that the brownies were ready.

I wasn’t sure what was more concerning, the fact that we just followed her order and went along with it or the growing excitement in the older omega as she just told us it was a surprise.

What the hell were we getting ourselves into?

Chapter

Three

Eliza

Asex club.

After tacos, pot brownies, and naps we all got ready and Valentina got us into an exclusive sex club. Not only that but none other than Romeo was there by the door when we walked in.

The beta’s eyes widened in shock before his cocky smile took over and he made his way through the crowd to us. Romeo was the complete opposite of his cousin. Instead of being bulky and muscular, Romeo was skinny and embraced the punk-rock image with his messily-styled black hair, black skinny jeans, and vintage t-shirt.

The scent of juniper berry and tonka beans surrounded me as he got close.

“Hey, ladies,” he greeted us warmly, though his blue eyes were firmly fixed on me. “I’m surprised to see you here.”

“We need to expand our horizons,” Valentina explained. “There’s an interactive class tonight.”

“Oh my god,” Hazel muttered as Sienna’s eyes widened.

“Wait, no one said anything about interactive classes,” I gasped. But if Romeo’s excited grin was anything to go by, he was here for the idea. “Does that mean we have to participate?”

“No,” Hazel chuckled. “It means we get to be the voyeurs tonight. We aren’t members; it’s an open night. Drink up, bitches.”

“So, what I’m hearing is that we need a front row seat,” Romeo husked. “Noted. Alright, ladies. First round is on me!”

Everyone gave him their orders, including Sienna’s diet coke. She was still working on finding a new normal for her diabetes.

“The class starts in five minutes,” Valentina revealed after we’d all taken our drinks from Romeo.

“Come on,” Teagan said, grabbing my hand and following Valentina who seemed quite familiar with the place. I shouldn’t even be surprised, she was the biggest brat I knew. I’m sure she kept some partners very happy here.

“Is it wrong for me to tag along?” Romeo asked. The way he shoved his black hair out of his eyes made him look vulnerable. Him asking for permission had me biting back a grin.

“Come on, punk. I should have known you’d be here from your love of leather,” Valentina called back.

“Loki and Bane wear leather,” Sienna pointed out.

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