Page 13 of Wheelie's Challenge
Fuck no, baby.Wheelie looked at Tigger once more, and this time he met his brother’s eyes. Wheelie lifted his chin at him then shifted his gaze to the phone.
Wheelie:Definitely not sorry.
Sofia:Me neither. Focus on church. Just wanted to make sure we’re good.
Were they good? Betraying a brother and risking getting his ass kicked out of the club was not his definition of good, but where Sofia was concerned, his damn brain turned to mush and he did stupid shit that he figured he’d regret later on.What the fuck’s up with you? She’s got a real hold of your cock. Dammit.
Wheelie:Gotta go. Later.
He turned off his phone and concentrated on what Banger was saying.
“I’ll need a few brothers to accompany me, Hawk, and Rock to San Diego. Panther, Jagged, Scratch, Breaker, and some of the other members are coming here next weekend to meet with us and go over the operations and such. We need to get there and make sure everything is in place according to our bylaws.”
“What the fuck is he talking about?” Wheelie asked Rags.
“Setting up the new chapter in San Diego. That’s all he and Hawk have been discussing since church started. Is your head up your ass?” Rags chuckled.
“Something like that,” Wheelie replied, anger nipping at him. He couldn’t let any chick interfere with the club, even if that woman was Sofia.I gotta get a grip and get my cock back on track. This shit’s important and I’m daydreaming about our kiss like a damn woman.
“After next weekend, we can decide who will join us to help get the club going.” Banger looked at Hawk. “Anything more on this?”
Hawk pushed away from the wall. “Panther and the others are gonna stay at the club for about five days. Next weekend we’ll have a blow-out party, and some of our other chapters will be coming. It’s important to the brotherhood to expand into California even though we’re gonna get some real resistance from the East Bay Dogs. They’re not a huge club and their network is small, so if they wanna start shit, we’ll stomp them out. Every officer and all members have to be at the party next Saturday. No fuckin’ excuses.”
“We never make excuses for boozing and fucking,” Tigger said as the members laughed in agreement.
Wheelie wished he could go over and punch Tigger’s smug face, but he just leaned back in the chair and shifted his gaze to the front of the room.
“I guess that’s all for now.” Banger picked up the gavel and brought it down on the wooden block. “Church is over.”
Voices, chairs scraping, and clumping boots on linoleum filled the room as the members filed out.
“You sticking around?” Throttle asked as he bumped into Wheelie.
“I guess. What about you?”
“Rags, Smokey, and me are going to Ruthie’s. You wanna join us?”
“The special’s chicken-fried steak with biscuits.” Wheelie chuckled.
“You got it, dude. Rags has been talking about it all fuckin’ day. You in?”
“Yeah. Let me just grab a beer and I’ll meet you over there.” He went over to the bar and picked up the bottle Hog put in front of him. Hog glanced over at Throttle and he lifted his chin, and in a flash, a shot of Jack slid toward Throttle.
Rags came over and leaned against the bar, a beer bottle in his hand. “Smokey’s having some fun with the new girl, Charlotte. He told me if he’s not at Ruthie’s in a half hour then to start without him. Can’t say I blame him. Charlotte is all kinds of sexy.” He took a long drink then looked at Wheelie. “How come you haven’t tried her or Tania out?”
The club had recently added two new club girls to their rooster of seven, and Charlotte, with her long blonde hair and blue eyes, was extremely popular with the brothers. Tania, dark, curvy, and sultry as hell was every man’s fantasy, and she kept busy making sure the members were well-satisfied. Wheelie wasn’t interested in either of them. The only woman he wanted had dark brown hair and the most amazing green eyes he’d ever seen.
“You not interested in the new chicks?” Throttle asked as he picked up another shot of whiskey.
“I’ve been too damn busy with the car wash. You know how demanding a business is, especially when you first open it.”
Rags and Throttle nodded in agreement. They’d started their landscaping business a few years before, and they remembered how many long hours they put into it in the beginning to get it up and running. And even now, with several employees, they still work long hours.
“When I come back after a twelve-hour day, getting lost in Melanie’s or Lola’s pussy is the only thing I look forward to.” Rags laughed.
“I remember those days,” Throttle said, bringing the glass to his lips. “But now I can’t wait to get home to Kimber.” He chuckled as if thinking about something he was only privy to. He threw back his shot.
“The brothers from San Diego are gonna have a good time with Charlotte and Tania.” Rags lightly punched Wheelie in the arm. “Fuck, dude. You don’t know what you’re missing with Tania. She’s damn hot.”
