Crazy B!tch (Biker Bitches 5)

When they had showed up at her boyfriend’s work, he had quickly grabbed their arms and led them out of the loading dock and back outside. When her mother started yelling at him that she needed to feed her, he hastily took out his wallet and gave her several twenties without a word.

Of course, he broke up with her that night after he got off work, but her mother was too high to care, and neither did she. She hated the mean son of a bitch. He didn’t care that her mother wanted the money. What he cared about was that, when she had gone to the loading dock, she had done it with the shiny black bruise that covered half her face. He had only cared about how his coworkers had gazed at her sympathetically.

One thing she knew for sure was that Calder had never laid his hand on a woman. She had seen him with Candi, and if he had ever hit her, the whole club would have known. There had been a couple times she had wanted to deck her herself. However, Calder had shown his restraint where women were concerned. He hadn’t even badmouthed her when she had turned over state evidence to take a plea to get out of jail time, while Calder had done hard time for the drug buy that had landed him in jail.

The only reason Candi was still in prison now was because she had kidnapped Star.

Crazy Bitch was glad she was still in prison. She was far enough away from Calder that he wouldn’t be tempted to resume the way of life he had lived with her. Although, she was pretty sure Calder would remain clean. Still, he damn sure didn’t need her dangling a carrot in front of him, and Candi would.

“You asleep?”

“Yes,” she answered, drawn out of her thoughts by his whispered question.

“You want to order a pizza?”

“I’m sleeping.”

“Let’s order a pizza and watch a dirty movie,” he cajoled.

Crazy Bitch sat up in bed, reaching for the remote. She might be getting too old to enjoy all-nighters like she had when she was nineteen, but she wasn’t dead yet.

19

Calder set the orange juice down in front of Star then placed the coffee down beside his plate before sitting, scooting his chair forward.

He was eating his toast when Crazy Bitch showed up at the table, glaring at him.

“You’re an hour late,” Sex Piston blasted her as soon as Crazy Bitch sat down.

His grin widened when she gave him a harassed look.

“I was sabotaged.”

He pretended innocence when Sex Piston caught his grin. “Don’t blame me. That extra slice of pizza kept you up all night.”

When Crazy Bitch’s eyes went to the kids sitting innocently at the table then turned back to his, he didn’t miss the promise of retaliation in them.

“Try the blueberry pancakes,” he suggested as the waitress approached the table.

“I’ll just take coffee.”

The waitress left after giving him and Stud covert looks under her false eyelashes.

“You don’t want the breakfast buffet?” Calder poured a generous amount of blueberry syrup on his pancakes.

“I’m still full from last night’s. How many plates did you eat?”

“A couple,” he admitted. “I’m a growing boy.”

“Yes, you are.” Crazy Bitch leaned over, placing her hand on his thigh under the table while giving him a possessive kiss.

His hand went to the back of her neck, prolonging the kiss before she could move away. He let her go when the waitress left again after placing the coffee cup down.

“Better?” he whispered when he let her go. His bitch hadn’t missed the waitress trying to lure him away from the table.

“Yes,” she said, straightening away from him but leaving her hand on his thigh.

The intimate touch made him feel as if he was ten feet tall, and he was still seated at the table. The effect she had on him was better than any high he had ever experienced.

“What’s the plan for the day?” Clearly satisfied that her possessive touch had been noticed, Crazy Bitch turned back to Sex Piston.

“Sit still, Harley. We’ll go to the pool when we’re finished eating.” The fidgeting boy resumed his seat at his father’s order. “We promised the kids the whole day and night. Any luck with the clue last night?”

Calder linked his hand with Crazy Bitch’s. “I googled several castles in Kentucky. I knew about the one in Versailles. I’ve passed it when I’ve gone to see Gavin and wanted to take the scenic route. There are two in Louisville, one in northern Kentucky, and one in Guthrie.”

Stud nodded. “We should split up tomorrow. Sex Piston and I can take the one in Guthrie, T.A. and Bear can take the one in northern Kentucky since it’s the farthest away, Jane and Cade can take the two in Louisville, and you and Anna-Kate can take the one in Versailles. What do you think?”