“We got out of all that shit years ago.” The Dirty Fuckers didn’t want any kind of shit that other MCs had. He’d heard of The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds, and they had more than enough crap to last them a lifetime. Dirty Fuckers were content to own their small piece of land, the club, the diner, and their other businesses. The only thing they had in common with the other two clubs was Ned Walker. They had worked for that mean motherfucker at one time. “I’m going to find some brothers.”
Kissing the top of Teri’s head, he left the main hall, heading out into the heat. He became aware that he didn’t have his leather cut on, so all he had to do was look for the woman wearing his jacket.
Moving toward one of the first stalls, he saw Richard, the lawyer who came to the club to unleash his Dominant side, shooting at a target.
“Wow, I didn’t know you did anything but work,” Drake said.
“Raising money for the school, having some fun, even I have to relax at times.” Richard lowered the gun, taking the stuffed bear that he’d won. If Richard wasn’t a lawyer, he’d have been one of the brothers, easily. He was a tough guy.
“I thought that’s why you came to the club.”
“It’s one of the reasons.” Richar
d held onto the stuffed bear. “What’s Chloe up to these days?”
Drake stared at the lawyer. “You’re wanting to know about Chloe?”
“I’ve not seen around the club for a couple of weeks. Didn’t know if you let her go.”
“Chloe’s still at the club, Richard. She also works at the diner.”
“I’ve not seen her in the back.”
Drake sighed. “Chloe’s pulled away from going to the playroom. She only plays in the main room.”
“Why?”
“She was worried that she was falling for you.” He didn’t see a reason to keep that kind of stuff secret. Chloe was a sweet woman. Her heart was in the right place, and he’d even seen her getting close with Grace and Suzy.
Club whore or not, Chloe’s heart was that of an old lady. She just didn’t see it, which sucked.
Drake would have taken her himself but they were friends, and he didn’t want to commit to her like that.
“She didn’t have to stop coming to see me,” Richard said.
“Yeah, she did.” He wasn’t about to tell the man that Chloe had cried when she saw Richard with another woman, how he was dressed up, treating her with respect. None of the brothers would ever allow anyone to hurt one of their own, but matters of the heart were a lot harder to control.
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“You’re wearing a leather cut,” Suzy said.
“I know.” Grace gripped the lapels of the jacket. It was hot, but she liked the scent of Drake around her. He made her feel safe, and protected. “I like it, and he was doing a lot of carrying so I held onto it for him.”
“Will he want it back?”
“Yeah, we’re friends.”
“I’ve seen Cora wearing James’s jacket,” Suzy said.
They were in the queue for some cotton candy, and everywhere Grace looked, there seemed to be a Dirty Fuckers leather cut. She hoped to see Drake again, but so far, no sign of him.
“Cora’s an old lady. Chloe told us how things worked.”
“Speaking of Chloe, I was thinking we should invite her over to our place. Have a girly night.”
“What about Teri?” Grace asked.
“Her too. I like her, and her food is amazing. You should really let her taste some of the stuff you create.”