5 Bikers for Valentines

“You okay?” Tanner asked.

The twins turned around and took stock of me as I nodded.

“Just fine. Though I should get inside and help Lindy set up,” I said.

“We can help if you need any,” Tyler said.

“If you guys could take care of the chairs, that would be nice,” I said.

They followed me into the bar and gravitated toward the tables as I found my way to the back. I got to cleaning glasses and making sure all the liquor bottles were ready for the night. I noticed the twins looking at me from time to time as Nick peeked in through the door, winking at me whenever I caught his stare.

“You lucky bitch,” Lindy said.

“Damn straight,” I said with a grin.

CHAPTER 23

I met Lindy at the warehouse Friday afternoon so we could take our first walkthrough as owners together. I wanted to solidify the plans we had to make this place great so I could start contacting contractors. The sooner we could get people in here building, the sooner we could get the store up and running. Lindy said she would take over advertising and getting the word out about the place, and all I had to do was worry about bringing the store to life.

Which was great, because Lindy could sell the shit out of anything.

“What do you think about walls that sprout out from the middle?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” Lindy asked.

“We could have a big pole in the middle of the warehouse, with like, some padding or shit on it. And the walls could jut out and go straight back. People could walk in a circle-like figure to get to all the rooms, which means they’d have to go through other rooms full of awesome stuff to get what they wanted.”

“Good way to advertise shit and get it in their eyesight,” she said.

“And it would make things easier on the construction crew,” I said. “The pole in the middle could be massive and each room would have a section. It could be like an advertising pole or some shit.”

“Need a roommate, take this number kind of stuff?” she asked.

“More or less. And we could run a wall that spans the length of the back end of the store to section it off for our customizable wear as well as our repair shop,” I said.

“I like that. Where’s the register going?” she asked.

“I figured on this wall. There are two entrances. So, we could make the main entrance the one by the dirt parking lot, but put the register by this side entrance so shit doesn’t get all clogged up. And we can always change that later if it doesn’t work,” I said.

“Where’s the entrance to your apartment? Is it on the side or do you have to go through the store?”

“That would be the biggest change. The only entrance is in the back. It would be off to the side in the repair shop in the back. But I could build an outside entrance and install a door. But that shit would be wrapped up in the cost of renovating the apartment.”

“I want to make sure we’re thinking through everything,” she said.

“And that’s fine. We’ve got a little bit of time to think about color schemes and stuff because no one will touch any of that bullshit until we have, you know, walls.”

“Yeah,” Lindy said, giggling. “I can really see it. It’s simple. It has flow. It has advertising potential.”

“You’re going to kill me when I tell you this next part,” I said.

“What?” Lindy asked. “What the hell did you do now?”

“I went on a date with the twins yesterday, and they gave me more money. I can pay off the rest of the loan on the building and use the rest for the renovation of the loft. Which means we can use the money we both saved up to start renovations on this place and stock it with our first round of inventory.”

“You must have a golden fucking pussy,” Lindy said.

“Tastes like the rainbow,” I said, grinning.