Renny (The Henchmen MC 6)

"Lo, Renny," Reign said, standing, jerking his head toward the door to the garage.

Lo slapped a hand on Cash's thigh then got off his lap to follow. When I stepped into the garage, I heard Lo talking.

"I agree," she said, nodding.

"Just to cover bases."

"Exactly."

"They see things differently," Reign added.

"And it's the only way to explain her presence here," Lo added. "Now you," she said, as the door closed behind me.

"Me?" I asked, rocking back on my heels. "What about me?"

"You're not going to be a dick to her," she told me, giving me a hard look. "I know you want her and I know this is a golden opportunity for you to make a move, but you need to keep in mind that she isn't signing up for this. This is her job. She has to do this. Don't make her uncomfortable. Don't back her into a corner. Don't make her..."

"Lo," I cut her off, shaking my head. "I know you want to protect your girl, but don't insult me. I have no intentions of trying to force her into fucking anything."

"Okay," Lo nodded. "I know you're a good guy, Renny. But I also know you have this drive to get under someone's skin. I just want to make sure that you don't fucking flay her, okay?"

"Got it," I agreed.

"I'm most interested in Reeve right now," Reign said. "Cyrus is pretty up-front. We've spent some time with Laz now so we have a little bit of a feel for him. Reeve is tight-lipped so I want some focus on him. But, they're all priority. You can fuck around with Mina until your heart is content, but this needs to be your main focus."

"Got it," I agreed, nodding. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some sprucing up to do on my honeymoon suite," I grinned, turning and going back into the clubhouse then down the hall to my room.

It wasn't exactly an impressive space. None of the rooms were. But it was home. I had four dark green walls and a private bath with a shower, tub, and double vanity. My bed was a queen because I liked having some room on the sides and opted out of the king like most of the other guys. The sheets were tossed and everything needed a fresh wash if she was going to be staying so I stripped the bed.

Then I did what any fully-patched MC member would do.

I called the probates in and made them do the laundry, scrub the bathroom, sweep the floors, and wipe all the surfaces.

I forgot how nice it was to have probates around. Granted, it wasn't that long ago that I had forgotten what it was like to be the lowest man on the totem pole. But I had done it back when there were half a dozen fucking assholes still around from Reign's father's days as the president who came up with the shittiest, most demeaning tasks possible to try to break us. These new guys, they had it easy. And the grunt work would remind them that they had people to answer to, that they weren't individuals completely in charge of their own lives anymore. They were part of a brotherhood and there was a hierarchy and they had to respect that. No better way to learn that than having to wash your superior's fucking underwear.

There was a soft knock on my door a couple minutes later. "Come on in, blondie," I called knowing there was only one person in the whole compound who didn't bang on the door like a parent who knew their teenage daughter had a boy in there without permission. Or, just as often, entered without knocking at all.

"Hey Renny," Penny said, giving me a smile as she looked into the bathroom to see Cyrus standing inside my shower stall with a squirt bottle of bleach and a scrub brush. "You put them to work already?" she asked, shaking her head. "You know, I could have helped you straighten the place up..."

"It's their job," I shrugged, sitting on the foot of my bed.

"They're not getting paid for it," she countered. "And they're sort of being treated like dogs who can't stop chewing the furniture by being locked up when the owners aren't home."

"They knew what they were signing up for, Pen. Besides, me and Duke and Maze went through a lot worse than they will. It's all good. What brings you down to my neck of the woods?"

She moved over toward the bathroom, closing the door. "I like Mina," she started oddly.

"I like Mina too," I agreed, smiling, patting the bed so she sat down and we could talk more quietly.

"So, I guess what I am saying is- don't scare her off."

"Trying not to. Seeing as that works against my end game here, honey."