Crazy B!tch (Biker Bitches 5)

Crazy Bitch shook her head. “It’s yours.”

“Mine?”

“Yes. It’s a present. Go ahead and open it,” she urged.

Gavin set the box down on the bed. Tearing the tape off the box, he then tore it open, pulling out three black leather jackets, each with different patches and club names on the back.

“I don’t understand.”

Crazy Bitch took a step forward. “This jacket is Stud’s. As president of the Destructors, he’s telling you they will always have your back. In the pocket is a motorcycle key. It belonged to Stud, but now it’s yours.”

Calder reached for the Blue Horsemen jacket, spreading it out to take the keys out of the pocket. “This is my jacket. As president of the Blue Horsemen and brother, I will always have your back.” Calder handed Gavin the key. “This is the key to my motorcycle. It’s yours. Stud will put both bikes on a trailer and park them at The Last Riders’ clubhouse tomorrow.”

Calder then put his hand in Viper’s jacket. “You don’t need me to tell you that this is Viper’s jacket, or that The Last Riders will have your back; you already know that.” Calder placed the last key in Gavin’s hand. “Viper said he’s been riding it for you, but that you need to ride your own bike. They want you to know that it’s time to come home.”

Epilogue

“You having a good time?” Crazy Bitch grabbed a marshmallow that had been speared by a toothpick, raising it to the lame chocolate fountain Sex Piston had bought online, letting the chocolate dribble over it. Then she raised it to her mouth, bit down, and slid her red lips over the marshmallow, pulling it off the toothpick.

Calder’s mind went blank… with lust.

“Excuse me. I need to find Diamond,” Knox said, stepping away.

Calder didn’t even notice the man leaving, his eyes trained to the strappy black piece that Crazy Bitch was wearing. The fucking thing had more gaps that showed off her skin than it did material. Raking his eyes downward to her shoes that would make a stripper envious, he had to set his paper plate down before he spilled the food on Sex Piston’s carpet.

“What were you and Knox talking about?” Crazy Bitch asked.

“He asked how your community service is going. I told him you were diligently doing your time.”

“I can deal with the community service. It’s the paying for it that sucks. I still miss my car.”

“I’m still amazed you managed to sell it to Train, and for so much.”

“He didn’t complain when I asked how much it was worth not seeing Killyama in it when we go out.”

“He didn’t appreciate you threatening his wife’s safety to get a higher price.”

“He didn’t say anything to me.” She dunked a strawberry into the chocolate fountain.

“No, but he had a lot to say to me.”

“What’d you say to him?”

“I told him it’s a classic and that, if he restored it, he might get his money back.”

She ran a caressing hand down the front of his T-shirt. “A devious man makes me horny. You know, if Train restores it, Killyama will make him give it to her.”

“I’ve learned from the best.”

“I’m not in Greer’s league, but I’m close.” She gave him a luscious smile, reaching for another strawberry. “I only needed enough to pay back for the damages I did to the police car, but it helped with the work I missed.”

“I wanted you to take my money, but you refused.”

“We’re saving for our house; we’re not touching that money. I need a backyard for the dog we’re going to get.”

“The bigger, the better.”

“The house or the dog?”

“Both. We need a dog big enough to eat Manson.”

“I was thinking of a chihuahua.”

“No, Manson would think it was his dinner.”

“Then we’ll wait until we can afford a bigger house and dog.”

“We’d have enough if you hadn’t come up with the idea to give Gavin the jackets. You were the first one to figure out that Gavin was the last clue. Most of the teams were stumped on the castle.”

“You solved the castle one.” She swayed to the music as they watched Star dance with Harley. They were in the living room. The brothers had moved her furniture to the side, making enough room for everyone to dance.

“Are you ever going to tell me how you figured out that Gavin was the answer to the clue for the Three Musketeers? You said it just came to you when we were having lunch with Gavin, but something tells me you knew it much longer. I think you were trying to decide on keeping the jackets and motorcycles before asking me if I would be willing to give them away.”

“Those bikes are expensive. I wanted the one Rider gave to Viper to put up. When I told him what I was going to do, I’m glad he gave you the other set to switch out for the one in The Last Riders’ jacket pocket.”