Page 53 of Sangre
“Hey, Sangre.” Kelly smiled and stood next to him.
“Hey. I think Army wants you ladies to drum up some food for us since tonight’s Lena’s night off.”
“Is that all you can think about when you look at us?” Lucy folded her arms and pushed out her lips in a mock pout.
Army smacked her ass. “I see you as dessert, sweetie.” The girls giggled and walked toward the kitchen. “How’s your guarding going? Does your sexy friend still have her virtue?”
Jigger guffawed. “That’s a good one.” He gave Army a high five.
“Yup. Still intact.”Asshole.
“Yo,” Eagle greeted as he dragged a chair next to Sangre. “Seems like we had a problem last night with Isla’s account.”
Sangre’s hand stopped in midair. “What problem?” He brought the beer bottle back down to the table.
“Some fuck up with Jon and Ron. She ripped me a new asshole. She was madder than hell she couldn’t get a hold of you, so she took that out on me too. The chick’s got a mouth on her.”
He pulled out his phone and saw only one call from her during church. “I gotta get a new phone. Mine’s been acting up big time.” He stood up.
“What the fuck? The girls are bringing our food. You can call your friend after you eat. It’s not like she’s going anywhere.” Army leaned back in his chair and jutted out his jaw.
“Thefriendshit is getting old, dude. And I don’t need you to tell me what the hell to do. Get your own fuckin’ life and stay outta mine.” He stalked out of the room and bumped into Kelly coming out of the kitchen. “Sorry,” he said as he looked at the sandwich and fries on the plate she carried. “Is that for me?”
“I made it just for you.” She pressed her soft tits against him.
He took the plate. “Thanks. Eagle’s at the table and he may want one too.”
“That’s it? Don’t I even get a kiss for all my hard work?”
He kissed the top of her head then walked down the hall to the back porch. A wicker chair with a cushion covered in a bright tropical flower pattern stood near the window, and he sat on its arm. The club girls had been bothering the brothers for months about redecorating the screened-in porch, and they finally relented. He’d given them a few thousand dollars to redo the room with the proviso that they had to get a kickass grill for club barbecues. The women went all out, and the result was a bunch of furniture that looked like it belonged in a home décor magazine rather than in a biker clubhouse. He missed the comfortable, worn out couch and the overstuffed chairs they used to have. The only thing the girls got right was the stainless steel mega grill. Now,that onedefinitely kicked ass.
Sangre took a big bite out of his sandwich and tapped in Isla’s number.
“It’s about fuckin’ time I heard from you!”
“Eagle wasn’t kidding when he said you were pissed.” He chuckled.
“I don’t think anything about what happened last night is funny, nor do I think it’s funny that you ignored me all day. I’m beyond pissed!”
“First off, I didn’t ignore you. My phone’s shit and I have to get a new one. Second of all, what the hell happened last night?”
“Eagle didn’t tell you? Unbelievable.”
“He said there was a mix up on who was on duty.”
“No one was on duty. My car broke down and I had to walk to Main Street in the dark. I knew someone was following me. I could hear his footsteps. I could sense him. I’m not making it up. Someone was there, and if the bus hadn’t come when it did, who knows what would’ve happened. And then, Jon pops up out of nowhere, insisting he was there all along. He was lying. I’m telling you that no one was on duty last night.”
A sick feeling punched his gut. “Jon isn’t supposed to be watching you at all. I told Eagle not to use him for your contract. Ron should’ve been there. I make it a point to know who’s on. I’ll call Ron and Jon and see what happened. What wrong with your car?”
“I don’t know. It died on my last night. It’s at the shop right now.”
“How’d you get home?”
“I bumped into my next door neighbors, and they took me home.”
“Why the hell didn’t you call me when you noticed no one was watching you? I can’t believe you didn’t call me when you had car trouble.”
“My phone was dead, and I forgot to take the charger out of my other purse. It just made me feel vulnerable. I’ve started feeling better the last few weeks, but then last night happened, and it let me know that he’s still out there, watching me, waiting to pounce.”
