5 Bikers for Valentines

“And we don’t want that,” Crow said.

“Damn straight, you don’t,” Tanner said.

“So, which of you snagged the girl?” Crow asked.

My eyes darted around to all the guys before Nick pulled me down into a kiss.

One by one, I leaned over to each of them and pressed my lips to theirs. Cheeks were cupped and caresses were made. Adam grabbed onto my hips and Tanner cupped my ass. Jacob took his time, running his tongue along the roof of my mouth as I shivered in his grasp.

And when I pulled back, Crow’s eyes were wide.

“Damn. You all got her?” he asked.

We all laughed as Lindy scooted closer to Crow.

“Things go okay with your mom?” Jacob asked.

“We saw her walk up,” Adam said.

“I’m sure you did,” I said, grinning. “Things are fine. She walked out sober. I don’t think she’ll be causing a ruckus tonight.”

“That woman’s your mother?” Crow asked. “She’s a legend around here.”

“Don’t even get me started,” I said.

“How are the beers, boys?” Lindy asked.

The guys all raised their beers in salute to her as she smiled.

“Well, I need to get back to work. Just because it’s my last week doesn’t mean I get to slack off,” I said.

“If you need to rest, then sit down,” Tyler said.

“You guys. I’m fine. The bruises at this point are only topical,” I said.

“I got her back in case she gets shitty,” Lindy said.

“Thanks, Linds,” Nick said.

“Anytime, guys. The only thing I ask is that I get to come over whenever I want to hang out at this new house,” she said.

“You’re welcome anytime,” Jacob said.

Lindy and I headed back to the bar and continued to sling drinks all night. We walked away with over six hundred dollars in tips each. So many people came in to make sure I was okay, and none of them were wearing red leather jackets.

I guess the message the boys sent worked after all.

CHAPTER 34

All my things were moved into the new house as the renovations took place at the business. Carpet was being laid, windows were being replaced, and the entire facade of the building was being redone. Instead of trying to scrub off all that paint, it was going to be cheaper to lay shit over it. So that was what Lindy and I were going to do. We had one team renovating the now-office space above while the other team worked on the business below, and Lindy and I watched as everything started to come together. The renovations had been going on for a couple of weeks now, and the office spaces were almost completed.

“We could probably start furnishing them at the end of the week,” Lindy said.

“What do you want to put in them?” I asked.

“Don’t know. Never had an office before,” she said.

“You put in your two-week notice at work yet?” I asked.