Page 9 of Bikers & Bars

Bane: Sounds good, sunshine. See you soon.

Loki: Wait. Where the hell did you have girls night that you ran into Romeo?

Bane: I doubt they invited him, Loki.

Bane: Did you?

Eliza: No. We were having fun at Hazel’s when Valentina decided to take us out. Romeo just happened to be there when we arrived.

Bane: Not the bar? Usually you all come here.

Eliza: No it was some exclusive sex club. They had a show tonight.

Loki: What?!

Eliza: What?

Bane: Tell us about it when you get home.

Bane: In detail.

Bane: Always good to have new ideas.

I snorted at Bane’s interest in details while I’m sure Loki was glaring at his friend for encouraging me. Not that Loki has an issue with me at a sex club, it was probably more about me being therewithouthim.Possessive alpha.

I could already see him pulling his long, dirty-blond hair down and his blue eyes turning into heated pools of promise. Fuck, I wished they were all here right now.

“Is my cousin getting jealous?” Romeo breathed in my ear, grabbing my waist to keep me steady when I jumped.

“You jerk,” I joked, swatting at him. “Just for that you can get me food on the way home.”

“Of course,” Romeo mock-bowed as I slid into the car. “Where shall we go, my queen?”

“I like how you said that,” I sassed, thinking of where I wanted some food from. I already had Mexican earlier with the brownies so what I really wanted was… “A cheeseburger. The greasiest and best one in town.”

“I got you,” Romeo started the car and pulled out into traffic. “I know exactly what you need and we can get it to go.”

As the radio turned on and “Welcome to the Black Parade” started playing, I knew that I couldn’t put off that talk with Loki and Bane any longer. Because if things were different right now, I’d be feeling amazing, sitting funny, and getting post-sex food. Right now I was horny, conflicted, and just ready to turn off my brain.

Hopefully, Loki takes this conversation well because there’s no way it will come as a surprise.But I’d learned not everything was as straightforward as it seems when it comes to packs.

Chapter

Four

Eliza

The greasiest burger he could find was at a diner just outside of town. One I had yet to discover myself, but the moment I saw the bright-orange sign and matching decor inside, I was hooked. There was no way I was just going to get this burger to go, I needed the full experience.

Between a sea of orange vinyl and laminate tables and a long counter, they looked like someone plucked them right out of the seventies.

The music agreed.

“This is… interesting,” I offered. Romeo chuckled and led me to a booth in the back, giving us a view of the parking lot. Though I couldn’t see much beyond, it was dark as hell outside of Alexandria. It lacked the city lights and street lights I’d grown used to.

“It’s amazing, just wait. And if you like pie, they have an amazing cherry pie,” he said, practically salivating as he explained it.

“Is that a euphemism?” I teased, leaning forward and giving him my best sultry grin. Instead of being startled, Romeo leaned forward so our faces were only a few inches apart.

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