“I need a cigarette.” He groans as he gets up off the floor.
I scrunch up my nose at him.
He pulls his jeans on, throws on his shirt, and slips his boots on to go out on the porch to smoke. I make use of the bathroom to clean up and slip into one of the complimentary robes.
While Holy smokes I nibble on the chocolate covered strawberries and plop down on the bed. I wonder how Crystal would react if I told her that I married a biker?
She’d probably think I’m full of shit.
I grab my purse, digging through it for my cell and charger. I’ve not plugged my phone in once. I’ve not had a need to though. Not really. It takes a few minutes for my device to get enough charge to power on.
My notifications chime like crazy.
A few missed calls and texts from Jackson wanting his keys and pissed he can’t reach me. There’s a message from Crystal that says she needs to see me as soon as possible.
There are a few missed calls from Lefty and Dirty Tony, but I’m not worried about the club. I dial Crystal and she answers on a half ring. Sheesh.
“Hey girl, hey. Where the hell you been? I’ve been by your place and called you a gazillion times. Everyone is looking for you.”
“I have news.” I grin at my ring.
“Whatcha talking about?”
“I sort of um..., I got hitched.”
“To who?” she screams so loud I have to pull the phone from my ear.
“He’s a biker.”
“What the hell are you thinking, Hazel? I know. I’ll tell you what, you’re not? Girl, are you crazy? You’ve done lost your mind. Where are you, I’ll come get you? I can’t believe this shit.”
“I’m on my honeymoon, but we’ll be in town soon so I can get my stuff. I’m moving to West Virginia.”
“West Virginia? Where those bastards the other night were from?”
“Yeah.”
“I know you didn’t go marry some biker you met at the club. I know I must be hearing wrong. Have I taught you nothing? Why the hell would you do that?”
“I’m in love. I’d expect you of all people to get that. I thought you’d be happy for me.”
“I would be if I didn’t think you were being stupid.”
“That’s not cool, Crystal. I don’t get all up in your shit about Bruno.”
“It’s like that, huh? Knew you always hated him.”
“Um hello, he nearly broke your arm.”
“It was an accident. He didn’t mean it.”
“Your mom said you were pressing charges. Please don’t tell me you’re already back with him?”
Holy comes back and raises a brow, but I hold up a finger signaling to give me a minute.
“I bailed him out.”
“I don’t even know what to say to you.”