Sometimes women come here and think being one of our whores is their way into becoming an old lady. They soon realize that it’s not going to happen. Some of them even go as far as trying to get pregnant, lying about birth control and poking holes in condoms. I don’t play that shit. I’m not looking for an old lady, and the last thing I need is a kid.
After getting dressed and pulling on my cut, I head out into the main room that houses our bar, several pool tables, a few couches, and a small stage that we use for various forms of entertainment.
I see Austin behind the bar putting on a couple of pots of coffee. As a prospect, he has the displeasure of having to be up early to tend to the brothers and clean up from the party the night before.
I see a few of my brothers sitting around drinking their coffee before they too head to work. Gabriel is sitting in his usual chair in the corner of the room where he can see everything going on around him.
I grab a cup of coffee, taking it outside. I need some fresh air. I walk over to one of the picnic tables sitting out front and sit by myself for a bit before heading into work.
Walking into work, I see Quinn is already here.
“Morning,” he says.
“How’s it going, man? Jake here yet?”
“Yeah, in his office.”
I make my way to the back where his office is. Seeing his door already open I walk in.
“Mornin’, Logan.”
“Hey, Prez. I need you to order a filter intake kit and some shocks for that Dyna that was brought in yesterday.”
“Sure, I’ll put the order in today.”
“Thanks, Jake.”
I turn to leave, but he stops me. “Logan”
I turn back to face him.
“I hired someone to come work the front desk. She’ll be here Monday morning.”
Confused, I ask, “What for? We’ve never had anyone work the front before.”
“We do now.”
“Okay, Prez,” I say, shrugging my shoulder. I’m not going to question his intentions on this. I know Jake and if he has hired someone to work here, it’s not without reason.
Walking back out into the bay area of the garage, I see Quinn under the hood of a Nissan. We are a custom bike shop, but being the only local garage, we also offer basic services such as oil changes and car repairs.
“Jake tell you about the new hire? I for one think it’s a great idea. I need something besides your ugly fuckin’ mug to look at all day.” Quinn snickers.
“Shut the fuck up and get to work, asshole.”
“What’s up your ass this morning? Would it have anything to do with Cassie leaving your room this morning, looking like she wanted to murder someone?”
“The bitch is starting to get clingy and she needed to be put back in her place.”
“Yeah, man...a bit of advice. You need to watch that one. She’s got her sights set on you brother, and these women will do some crazy shit to get a brother to claim them. Clubwhores are some fuckin’ shady bitches,” he says before getting back to working on the Nissan.
After getting off work, I decide I’m not in the mood to go to the clubhouse tonight. I just want some fucking peace and quiet. Some of the brothers like to drink and party in order to unwind. Not me though. I need quiet, so I can think, and get my head on straight. Coming home I realize I have nothing to eat, so before going to the store, I decide to grab a quick shower. When I’m done, I pull on my cut and grab my truck keys.
In the store, I make my way down each aisle, grabbing all the shit I need. Standing in the checkout, I notice the chick in front of me.
Standing there with her back to me, I let my eyes roam over her body. She has deep brown wavy hair and can’t be more than five-foot-two. My eyes drift further south until I stop, getting a good look at her ass. Fuck, she’s small but curvy.
The blonde girl standing beside her notices me openly checking out her friend and elbows her.