Shades (Evil Dead MC 3)

Sandman grinned. “Hey, we were in the express lane, and she had thirty-seven items. It was a fair question.”

Shades shook his head with a smile and moved behind Skylar, wrapping his arms around her. He whispered in her ear, “Go get that bikini on.”

She twisted her head to look up at him. “Are you going in with me?”

He winked at her. “Gotta talk to the guys a minute.”

She moved off to do as he’d asked.

Shades watched her go as Ghost handed him a cold one.

“Did I hear she’s puttin’ a bikini on? Is that what that detour was about?” Ghost asked with a grin.

Shades twisted the bottle top off and leaned back against the railing as Ghost did the same. “Hell, yeah. I’m not gonna pass up a chance to see her in a bikini, am I? Do I look like a stupid man to you?”

Ghost grinned. “Guess not.”

Shades looked over at the men seated at the glass patio table. They looked out of place at a beach house, sitting on the deck in their boots and leather, kicked back smoking cigarettes and drinking beer.

“I made a call earlier. Boys from the Gulf Chapter are gonna meet up with us later tonight.”

“Where?” Blood asked.

“Place on the Florida-Alabama state line.”

Blood nodded and looked down at his smoke. “Heard you’ve had some trouble down here.”

Shades stared at him until Blood’s eyes lifted to meet his, then he nodded. “That’s what I’m here to find out.”

“What exactly are you lookin’ for?”

Shades shrugged. “Whatever seems off. Shit’s not right with this chapter. I’m gonna get to the bottom of it. Tonight.”

“You leavin’ Skylar here at the house?”

“Yeah.”

“What time’s this meet?”

“Ten.”

Just then Skylar appeared in the doorway and caught Shades’ eye. His gaze moved over her. Hot damn, but she was gorgeous. She was in a hot-pink string bikini, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders to fall at her waist.

The guys turned to look.

“Come here, gorgeous.” Shades held his hand out to her, and she moved toward him. His hand went to the bare curve of her waist and he pulled her close. His head dipped in for a kiss. He looked down at her and grinned, his hand sliding to her hip, his thumb brushing up and down along her skin. Then he pulled her into his arms and glanced up at his brothers.

“She’s fuckin’ mine, boys. All mine.”

“Show off!” Ghost said.

Shades grinned.

“You coming?” she asked, looking up at him.

He looked over her head at his brothers, who were all smart enough to keep silent at her double entendre, even though he knew there were a lot of catcalls on the tip of their tongues. He noticed their eyes moving over her bare back, down over her ass and long legs.

“Eyes on your own paper.”