Page 25 of Haze
“You ready?”
She stood and nodded. “Thank you for the food.”
“That was nothin’, love.” He waved her off before he grabbed her hand and walked her out of the room.
This time as they walked through the house, he gave her a proper tour. He pointed out Gideon and Glimmer’s room, though this was no longer their main house either. He showed her his office and the guest rooms as well as the meeting room and amenities downstairs.
Everything had been cleared out and cleaned up since the party last night, so the space looked completely different.
“This is a really cool spot you have for your club,” she admitted.
“I tried to think of everything we might need to make it a home away from home,” Haze replied as he opened the front door.
The roar of engines hit them full blast, and Haze grinned. He loved the vibrations in his chest and the loud noises. Since he was a kid, chaos had been what he thrived in. Motorcycles caused discord to bounce around inside him, and it excited him.
Squeezing Devyn’s hand, he weaved his way through the throng of club members and stopped in front of his bike. He thought about bringing out one of his newer babies today, but his old faithful never let him down. It was the same bike Devyn had admired the day they met with his name on the side.
Now, she ran a manicured hand down the side lovingly, which made his dick hard. He loved that she appreciated his first baby. Nothing could turn him on more.
“Who are you racing against?” she asked. Haze grinned and nodded toward Pup, who leaned against his sleek red bike with the Vicious Kings crest on the side. “Aw, the baby?”
Haze frowned. “I’m the only baby you need to be worried about right now.”
She giggled. “Is that so?”
He stepped closer to her, and the smile fell from her face. Haze knew it was because she felt how serious he was. The tension between them was palpable. There was no way he was the only one that felt it.
“Stop playin’ wit’ me, Thicka. Don’t be cooin’ at that lil nigga like he can’t handle an ass whuppin’. I just need you to cheer me on. Can you do that for me?”
Devyn swallowed before she nodded her head and spoke in a breathy whisper. “Yes.”
“Good girl.” He kissed the top of her head before he called everyone’s attention.
“We ’bout to get started. G and Dame, y’all are up first.”
Gideon’s big ass walked his large bike onto the street where Dame was already in position. Haze watched as the two talkedshit and clowned around while two club vixens took their spots in the center of the street to start the race.
Devyn elbowed him. “Who are they? Are women a part of the club too?”
Haze could tell she had been dying to ask that question since the previous night. Club vixens had been all over the compound last night.
“Nah. We call them club vixens. They just kick it wit’ us.”Suck our dicks, do our dishes, wash our bikes. . . But he didn’t say all that. He didn’t need to. Now that she was here, he had no purpose for a damn vixen or any other woman.
“I see.” She pursed her lips, and Haze chuckled before he addressed the crowd again.
“Y’all know the rules. This is just for fun. Practice. We gotta be at our best for the big race in a few weeks. No cheating, go the full six blocks before you turn around, and come back.”
Gideon and Dame nodded before the club vixens raised their hands. As soon as they lowered them, Gideon and Dame took off.
Club members cheered, while Haze dropped an arm around Devyn. Having her there and a part of his world made his heart happy as shit.
“We won’t really be able to see the race,” she noted as they disappeared down the street.
“Nah. Races are kind of boring if you’re just in the crowd,” he admitted.
“Hey, where’s Kyomi and Deja?” Devyn asked as she looked around the crowd.
“They went home last night after the party ended.” He didn’t know if she’d heard his conversation on the phone the night before or not, but he hoped she didn’t. He didn’t want to scare her away again or make her think that any kind of danger could ever touch her, because it couldn’t and wouldn’t.
