“We’re good,” King called.
Luna rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her chest.
“Luna, what did I tell you?” her dad called.
She wrinkled her nose and clenched her fists. “I’ll just help Cyn make drinks,” she chirped.
“I love when Troy comes to the clubhouse,” Pie laughed. “He keeps Luna in line.”
“That’s the damn truth,” Rigid laughed.
I leaned over to whisper to Frost. “Why isn’t Troy over here?”
“He’s not in the club, darlin’. He’s more like support when we need him.”
That was interesting. “Oh.”
“I’ll explain later,” he chuckled.
I obviously didn’t hide my confusion very well.
King stood in front of the two tables with his back to the bar and kitchen area. “Listen up and listen good. I’m not going to repeat myself, and I sure as shit ain’t gonna scream this for everyone to hear.” King pointed to me. “This shit stays here, and you don’t tell any of them.”
I assumed he meant the girls. I would do whatever he wanted as long as it meant Royal would be safe. I nodded. “Got it, boss.”
Zag and Pie chuckled, and Frost shook his head.
“Spunky,” Demon laughed.
“Fuck’s sake,” King grunted. “Stick with King, Indy. These assholes think calling me boss or bossman is a joke.”
I tapped my nose. “Got it. It’s good to know the rules of motorcycle club.”
The guys all sputtered with laughter, and even I had to admit I sounded like an idiot. “I was trying to be punny,” I whispered. “You know, motorcycle club instead of fight club.” Oh, hell. I really needed to just shut up and listen. “Though there’s really one rule of fight club.”
Shut. Up.
I closed my eyes and counted to ten.
“Are you meditating now?” King drawled when I opened my eyes.
I forced a smiled and prayed my cheeks weren’t bright red. “I was trying to shut myself up.”
King pointed at me. “You figure out how to do that, let me know so you can teach Meg that instead of pole dancing.”
“I heard my name,” Meg called from across the room.
“Oh, hell,” Snapper muttered. “You got five minutes before she makes her way over here, Lo.”
My eyes jerked to Snapper. Lo?
“I’ll explain later,” Frost whispered.
I was going to learn all of the biker secrets. Later, though.
“Meeks got back to Marco. I’m not going to get into details of what they wanted from Marco because it’s nothing you need to know.” King nodded to Frost. “Remember how you said you’d cover whatever it cost?”
Say what?