Riding the Line (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 2)

“I don’t know why the hell you are so pissed off, brother,” Easy hollered.

I wasn’t pissed. Well, okay, I was pissed but only because Easy hadn’t told me he was going on a fucking field trip across the street with Indiana in tow. A little heads up might have been nice.

“At least they only went across the street,” Hero called.

Easy cringed, and his eyes dropped to the pavement.

“Where else did Greta drag you?” King asked.

Easy lifted his head and ran his fingers through his hair. “We might have gone to the strip club to check up on Luna.”

“Jesus,” Hero groaned. “I don’t think I can talk Frost out of being pissed off at that one, Easy. Chicks are getting killed, and you take Greta and Indiana to the place that’s the connection between all of the girls?”

Easy pointed into the Hair of the Dog. “Have you met my sister? It was either go along with whatever she wanted to do or tell her no and know that she was going to do it still. Decisions were made, and I’m pretty sure I made the right one. Next time, I’ll just let those two go off by themselves.”

“You made the right choice, Easy,” King replied. “Next time, maybe bring one of the guys along with you for backup. Greta has Gwen’s blood pumping through her veins, and God knows Gwen got into her fair share of shenanigans.”

“Thanks to Meg and Cyn,” Hero laughed.

Meg and Cyn were the catalysts when it came to ol’ ladies getting into trouble. Now, it looked like Greta was going to take over that role. Hopefully, Indiana wasn’t going to be the Cyn to her Meg.

“She in there?” I asked.

Easy nodded and stroked the head of the dog he was holding. “They’ve been helping Reva.”

“Why the hell are you holding a dog?” King asked.

Easy shrugged. “He likes me.”

Hero pointed his finger at Easy. “You know you got some of that Greta weirdness in you, right?”

Easy lifted the dog closer to his face and pressed a kiss to its nose. “Whatever, brother. You gotta have a heart of stone to resist this cute face.”

I pushed past Easy and his irresistible dog. It was a cute little shit, but right now, I just needed to get my eyes on Indiana.

Laughter sounded as soon as I opened the door, and I could hear Greta shouting. No one was at the front check-in area, but I could hear water running along with the laughing.

“Would you stop squirting me with the water!” Greta whined.

Indiana’s voice sounded. “You’re the one holding the hose!”

“No, no, Grunt. Stay in there, buddy.” I didn’t know Reva well, but that had to be her voice.

“Yo!” I called. “You guys decent back there?”

“What the hell does he think we are doing? Jell-O wrestling with the dogs?” Greta cracked.

“We’re in the back,” Reva called. “Just be careful. It’s slippery.”

I moved around the front counter, past a dog bath, and into a backroom that had a row of kennels. The three girls stood in the back, all soaked and on their knees with a dog in between them.

Indiana pushed her wet hair back from her face and smiled up at me. “Hi.”

And that was where my anger subsided. Indiana’s smile could cure me of anything. “Darlin’.”

“That’s it?” Greta growled. “Here we were all prepared for you to come in here like a damn moose with a stubbed toe, and all you have to say is darlin’?”

I shrugged. “You get into any trouble?” I asked.