“Smart idea,” Lex states, nodding his head in agreement. “Word of mouth is how we’ve always done it. With small gigs. We’re not the type for the big life and why give our money away when we can split that shit even between the four of us?”
“Exactly,” Tanner adds his voice.
“Then it’s settled, we tell them to fuck off and keep on keeping on with what we’ve been doing from the beginning,” Chaz chuckles.
“Right, now one more thing, Twister has declared us members of the Devil’s Riot MC. Do we do this or what?” Lex asks.
“It’s a fuckin’ honor to have them ask us,” Tanner grins.
“Yeah, you all know, I approached Twister a while back about wanting to prospect. This shit is something I always wanted to do. It’s not like we don’t have our own bikes sitting in the garage,” Chaz reminds us of something we all already knew, we’d all gone and bought a motorcycle when we were eighteen.
“Then when we see Twister this weekend, we tell him, we want in,” I remark, pulling my hand out of my pocket to look at the watch on my wrist to see the time.
I’d told Annslee I would pick Huntson up from daycare today so she could go out to dinner with Kit-Kat who demanded time with her girl as she’d stated loudly through the phone yesterday to where I could hear her.
“I gotta get to the daycare to pick up Huntson,” I inform my brothers.
“Yeah, I need to get to the house. Bethany is starting to go nuts not going out of the house. She’s ready to come back to work but doesn’t want to leave Jason,” Chaz sighs.
“Alexis is the same way. She’s chomping at the bit to come back to work. Unfortunately, Lyra and Lennox are only two weeks old. She’s not about to leave them with anyone else,” Tanner mutters.
Two weeks ago, Alexis went into labor during a football game when the Colts had scored a touchdown. I don’t think I’ll ever forget this considering when her water broke it was because she’d been standing right next to me shaking my arm excitedly. One thing about Tanner’s woman she loves her sports along with her music. Even supports Tanner’s brother, Kobi, in his path to playing pro basketball. So, to say, I still have bruises from her nails sinking into my bicep from her squeezing the shit out of me and crying out in pain when the first contraction hit her. That and my shoes ended up wet.
Shaking my head, chuckling, I head out of the recording section of the music shop. “I’ll catch you guys later,” I call out, knowing they aren’t far behind me.
“Yeah,” Tanner returns as my phone vibrates in my pocket, pulling it out I checked the caller ID and grin as I swipe the screen to answer.
“Hey, Dimples, you headed to meet Kit-Kat?” I ask her in greeting as I step out of the shop.
“Um, no, she had to cancel. I went ahead and picked up Huntson, but Connors wanted him to come spend the night with her three kiddos, so he’s over there until the morning. I, um, I just pulled up at the house and was wondering if you wanted to maybe go out to dinner tonight with me.” Fuck, I love how shy she can be when it comes to asking for things she wants.
“Yeah, baby, we can go out tonight,” I chuckle.
“Okay,” she whispers through the line.
“Since I don’t have to pick Huntson up, I’ll be home in about fifteen minutes,” I tell her.
“I’ll be ready by then,” she mumbles, and something about the way she does this gives me a brilliant idea.
“Baby, I want you to pack a bag for the night,” I inform her.
“Pack a bag?” she asks.
“Yeah. Pack a bag and be ready when I get there. We’re gonna go to the beach for the night,” I declare. It might not be the Outer Banks but there’s a place in Sandbridge that will work just as well.
“Alright, I’ll be ready,” she murmurs breathlessly.
“Good, be there soon,” I tell her and end our call, knowing she won’t get out of her car until she’s off the phone.
Sliding my phone back in my pocket, I open my car door and climb in.
Time to get home, get my woman, and have a night with only the two of us. One where I can ravish my woman’s body until the sun comes up.
Chapter Eleven
Annslee
I get off the phone with Hunter, sighing in glee. A night with Hunter without Huntson, or anyone else around for that matter is something I’ve wanted from the first night he took me to his bed.
Over the past month, we’d spent a lot of time together just the two of us in his room getting to know one another’s bodies. Him teaching me what he likes and letting me learn my boundaries of what I can take.
Last night we’d played around with a carnal territory, I never dreamt about even trying. Sure, I’ve read about it in books I’d borrow from Jordan or Connors, but I didn’t think in my wildest dreams it could be such an amazing experience. Hunter had covered my mouth with a bandana as he sunk into my back passage. It felt so unreal and it wasn’t about him putting his cock there, it was about the trust I’d given him in full.
I realized that
