Crash (Evil Dead MC 2)

“If its parties you want, the club has more than its fair share of those,” Crash informed them.

“Sounding better all the time,” Shane put in with a smile, taking a pull off his beer.

“Any night action around this area?”

Crash grinned. “Makin’ up for lost time?”

“Jake’s been doing that since the day we got back.”

“Yeah, asshole. And you’ve been right there with me, hittin’ on anything with tits.”

Shane grinned, not denying it.

“So, I got a couple of dawgs stayin’ with me, is that what I’m hearin’?”

Jake lifted his hands, his best aw-shucks expression. “Come on, man. You gotta understand we were in the godforsaken desert a long time.”

Crash chuckled, raising his beer to his lips. “Guess it’s my civic duty to my country to take you out tonight and see you get laid.”

“Hot damn. Show us the way,” Shane replied.

*****

Later that night, they were standing around a small pub table in a very crowded Lucky’s Bar, Crash’s bar of choice. The dance floor was packed. They’d just arrived.

Crash snagged a stool from another table and offered it to Shannon. His eyes ran over her legs as she scooted up onto it. She’d wanted to change into something else from the pile Angel and Crystal had brought over, but Crash wouldn’t let her. He’d made an excuse about the guys being anxious to get out and none of them wanting to wait while she picked out an outfit. But secretly, he’d wanted her to keep this outfit on. It looked sexy as hell. And while he didn’t particularly care for her wearing it around his brothers, he had no qualms about showing her off in it in this bar. He wanted guys to check her out and know she was with him. She was classy as hell, and it made him feel good to know people would think he was capable of landing that quality of female.

A waitress came over, and they all ordered. A couple of minutes later, she delivered their drinks. Crash noticed they were already drawing attention, and it wasn’t just guys checking out Shannon. There were a number of women gazing their way. He was sure the fact that two good looking ex-military boys were at their table had a lot to do with it. Yeah, those two were going to have no problem getting laid tonight. He looked over at them and grinned. “You boys hook up tonight, you’d better be taking it to her place. Understood?”

“Roger, that.” Shane grinned back at him.

Shannon looked from Crash on her right to Shane on her left. “So, what’s your favorite type? Blondes? Brunettes? Redheads?”

Shane scanned the room and turned back t

o her with a grin. “All of the above.”

She laughed and turned to Jake. “And you?”

“I’m not picky. As long as she’s hot.”

“Well, maybe I could pick one for you.” She scanned the room.

Crash swirled the ice in his glass. “This should be good.”

Shannon turned back to Jake. “The brunette in the silver top.”

Jake leaned to the right, looking around Shane, who also turned to look. Jake straightened, looking at Shannon. “Oh, yeah.”

“I’ll take her friend,” Shane stated, his eyes still on their table.

Shannon looked back in time to see a blonde stand up with the brunette, and they both headed to the restroom. Shannon turned back to the guys, picked her clutch up off the table and slid off her stool. “If you’ll excuse me gentlemen. I think I need to use the ladies room.”

They all watched her leave.

Shane’s head, which had been twisted to watch her ass as she walked away swiveled back, his eyes connecting with Crash. Crash had seen him checking out Shannon.

“So, you and her…?”