Page 30 of Bikers & Bars

Eliza

We didn’t get to run off and fuck right away like we thought we would be able to. The twins were driving and the moment I got up from the table my stomach growled. So, sex was put on the back burner for food.

My thigh didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would after sitting there for hours getting my tattoo done. Leave it to Romeo to make my first tattoo massive.

The snake, skull, and flowers were gorgeous. Once we got into the car, he described how each element of the tattoo represented each person in our pack and I felt myself getting teary-eyed. Romeo was just so damn perfect and sweet.

Looking over at the man in question, I saw he was hanging up the phone after reaching out to his cousin.

“What’s going on?” I asked, aware of the others around us as we settled in the SUV trying to figure out where to eat lunch.

“They are still busy with club stuff. So, that means I get you to myself a bit longer,” he lowered his voice suggestively.

“Plus all of us,” Hazel interjected with a cocky smirk.

I chuckled as Romeo smiled good naturedly, conceding her point. It warmed me how he interacted with my best friends and just fit right in with our crazy family.

“I hope everything is okay with Teag,” Sienna joined the conversation, her brow furrowed in concern. “She left without a word after her dad called.”

“She’s been acting weird,” Hazel said bluntly, her lips pursed as her mind started running a mile a minute.

“I agree,” I said as I ran my hand through my hair. “But you know Teagan. You can’t get her to spill anything until she’s ready. We just need to let her know we are here when she’s ready.”

Hazel and Sienna nodded in agreement while the guys looked on with curious expressions before Alessandro cleared his throat.

“Lunch? Where are we thinking of going?”

“I know the perfect place!” Valentina spoke for the first time since we got in the SUV.

She navigated, telling her nephew where to go and before I knew it we pulled up to this amazing place filled with a bunch of food trucks.

Tacos, pizza, Thai, Greek… and that was just the trucks I could see close to me. It wasn’t a big place but there were so many brightly colored trucks packed together with tons of people milling around getting food and chatting. This was going to be amazing.

“Oh this is awesome!” Sienna bounced in her seat as Hazel pushed Emiliano out of the way to climb over him to get out first.

We spilled out, all of us going different directions as the betas tried to track all of us and failed miserably. No one gets betweenan omega and a full stomach. Not to mention Hazel who I know had slipped out back to take a few hits after her tattoo was finished.

“What’re you thinking of getting?” Romeo asked as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

“I’m still looking—” I started to say, then I spotted a small red truck with a bowl of ramen on the side. “Ramen!”

I walked up, ignoring everything else as the idea of a giant bowl of ramen took over my mind. The man at the window smiled as we came up.

“What can I get for you today?”

“Sesame Mazemen with beef and some kimchi on the side please!” I ordered with a smile.

“Got it. And for you?” he directed that question at Romeo.

“Miso ramen with pork belly,” he said easily as he held out his card, ignoring my protests that I could pay.

“Babe, this has officially become an odd weird group, family-date thing… something I never thought I’d say but it somehow fits this crazy group. I’m paying,” he said calmly then pressed a quick kiss to my lips.

“We’ll call out the order when it’s ready,” the truck worker grinned at us. “It should only take a few minutes.”

We moved aside so he could help the people behind us. Romeo guided me to a big, wooden picnic table that was large enough for all of us to sit down at. The others were all still in line or waiting for their food. I noticed Romeo wave to some of the others and pointed at the table, the twins nodding to show they saw him before focusing on the three omegas they were trying to wrangle.

“Thank you. For today,” I blurted out, hating the blush I could feel heating my cheeks. “It’s been perfect.”

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