Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 117752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 589(@200wpm)___ 471(@250wpm)___ 393(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 589(@200wpm)___ 471(@250wpm)___ 393(@300wpm)
Calder was ranting one second, then the next, he was lying down, staring up at the roof of the garage, not understanding how he got there.
Dazed, he felt strong hands helping him to his feet.
“What happened?” he asked Stud groggily.
“Shade knocked you out.”
“Oh….”
“No one upsets Lily. You want to have it out with Crazy Bitch, go for it… after my wife goes home.”
Calder’s temper was already ignited. To be taken down so easily stung his pride.
He narrowed his eyes on Shade. “Your bitch made out of china?” Calder’s shoulders stiffened, this time expectantly waiting for Shade to try to punch him again. The menacing biker wouldn’t have it so easy the next time he tried.
Stud and Viper moved between the two men, preventing the brewing fight.
“We’re all friends, Calder.” Stud shoved Calder backward when he tried to move around them to get to Shade.
He hesitated at the warning on his brother’s face.
“Lily is sensitive. The Last Riders and the Destructors watch out for her.”
Calder turned away, giving the men his back as he tried to cool down. If Shade hadn’t told him about his hair, he wouldn’t have known, and would have made an even bigger ass of himself.
Turning back around, he gave Stud a curt nod. Only then did his brother move away.
Calder held his hand out. “Sorry. That bitch makes me crazy. I didn’t mean to disrespect your old lady.”
Shade held his hand out, shaking Calder’s. “I’ve been there. The bitches can drive a man to commit murder then wave you off when they send you down the river to the electric chair.”
Viper put an arm around Calder’s shoulders. “Brother, there isn’t a man here who hasn’t wanted to wring that bitch’s neck. How about we go grab a beer, and we tell you how we met them?”
Calder reached up, removing the damned rubber band. “I might need more than one to cool me off before Crazy Bitch gets there after the movie is over.”
“Knowing Crazy Bitch, he’s gonna need something stronger than beer. I brought a couple of bottles of whiskey in my saddlebags,” Shade said as they left the garage.
Stud locked the bay and closed the garage. Then the bikers followed Stud as he took the lead, all riding toward the Destructors’ clubhouse.
Inside the club, Calder used the opportunity to shower and change his clothes in the room that Stud had given him when he got out of prison. Combing through his wet hair brought back his anger at the sneaky trick Crazy Bitch had pulled on him.
Biting back his anger, he went back to the main room, finding it already full. Seeing Stud at a table, he grabbed a beer from Tanya before joining him where he was sitting with The Last Riders. He silently listened as they talked, not joining in.
Train, he had gotten to know when he had hung out at the club while chasing Killyama. While he couldn’t say he was friends with Viper, he had spent time with him during visits to Gavin.
Viper and Gavin had shared the same relationship he had with his own brother, until Gavin had been captured by a rival biker club because of two men. One he had trusted with the club’s money to build a factory, and another betrayal from someone much closer—a member of the club.
Killyama had asked for his help when Gavin was rescued. The poor bastard had been forced into drugs, making him an addict to keep him more amicable to his capturer’s demands. If he hadn’t been rescued, Calder had no doubt in his mind Gavin would now be as dead as The Last Riders had believed him to be for years.
As the men sat around the table talking, several of the club’s hangers-on gyrated over, trying to leech on to one of the men. Most of the sluts were too scared of Sex Piston and Killyama to make a play for Stud or Train. The rest of the bikers were fair game as far as they were concerned.
Calder watched five bitches get turned away before they moved on to Cash and Knox, who showed them that The Last Riders weren’t there to take advantage of the Destructors’ pussy.
“Anyone want another beer?” A hand was placed suggestively on his shoulder and another placed on Stud’s as Ginger maneuvered herself between them.
Calder looker up at Ginger, the newest woman who Looney had convinced to take over for Demie and Tanya at the bar.
The two other women had been in too many arguments between Sex Piston’s crew and had moved on to other clubs. Stud, nor any of the other bikers, hadn’t cared enough to try to convince them to stay. Most of the older Destructors had faded into the background, letting the younger crowd follow Stud after Skulls had stepped down.
The woman staring down at him had red hair like Sex Piston, except hers was more orange. She was at least ten years younger than him. Calder’s experienced eye placed her at about nineteen or twenty at the most.