There must be nine of us outside the shop when Andy announces the shop is open for business, and it's official. We all chucklebecause he is spluttering some bullshit and nobody is listening. We are all interested in what they are calling the place.
Whack appears with Cannon at his side and gives a nod to Andy. Ah, we must have had to wait for Pres to arrive!
“As most of you know I’m damn good with a razor, for cutting hair and other purposes. Learned the skill when I needed it and have been successful using that skill at times.” Andy is looking at us, and we all know what razor skills he is speaking of as he showed us after Whack found out and wanted it verified. “Anyway, we called the place ‘Razor Cuts.’” Pulling the rope that is holding the cover over the sign of the shop we all nod at seeing the name and the razor image that sits at the side of the name.
“Thank fuck for that. I was dreading it being something like Cuts for Us, or Cutting Edge.” We all laugh at Vortex, and he smirks before stepping up to Andy. “I’ll have you learn more knife skills, and we are gonna have to get you a road name, because honest to fuck I could kill the idiot that gave you your name.”
I reckon he’ll get the name Razor when it is put to a vote, but it’s not time yet. They both have to earn their cut first. They’ll do it because it is obvious to everyone that they are brothers in the making.
Friday morning and I know Molly is going to be having the day away from the practice. She told me she had some details she needed to take care of at the clubhouse before the wedding tomorrow. Pres is sending me to a meeting with the realtor about the bar, so I’m going to have to wait and see what Molly is up to. She is definitely up to something; it is the sparkle she has in her eye that is the giveaway.
CHAPTER 35
*~* Molly *~*
Friday and I have the day free from work to get the clubhouse ready for the wedding tomorrow, and to sort out Ghost and Thorn. I’ve spoken to Bri and Marcia, and we think we need to step in and sort it because Thorn is being stubborn. Men!
Walking into Marcia and Bank’s room at the clubhouse, I give Marcia a hug first and then Bri. I just feel happy to see them this morning, you know, to show how much I care about them both. A smile and a hug cost nothing, but emotionally mean a lot to the person who is receiving them.
“What’s that look on your face, Bri?” I ask with a small smirk because I can bet my life she and Saddle are now back to being best buddies in their marriage.
Grinning, Bri shrugs, trying to be cool, I’m sure. “Well, I made it up with Saddle last night. He said he was sorry and that he agreed nobody should touch him but me.”
Marcia hands me a bottle of water, and as I take it I nearly drop it as Bri continues. “He also told me that Floss tried to touch Breaker, and Breaker said, and I quote,If you touch me, I’ll tell Molly.”
I look at Bri, then Marcia, and we all three burst out laughing at the fact a biker, a big and mean at times biker, threatens the club girl with his old lady. It’s freaking hilarious, but I’ll be warning her later.
“Are we waiting for Thorn to arrive?” I ask as I take a swallow of the strawberry-flavored water.
“Yeah, I told him it was urgent we spoke to him.” Bri laughs, “Honestly, men can be so easily led at times. We need to get this sorted out so we can get the decorating done. Whack said he has brothers at the ready to help, and he’s sent Breaker along with Saddle to do some recon so they are out of the way. Saddle is under orders to bring Breaker back into town and right to your house so he sees nothing until morning.”
“Come on, let’s get to church ready for this meeting. Whack said to use church so nobody will interrupt. How much do you bet Whack stays for the meeting?” I ask, getting ready to place a bet.
“I’m not betting because we all know he’s nosy and won’t be able to resist sticking his nose in.” Bri picks up her water and we head to church.
Stepping into church where we are normally not allowed, is an eye-opener because it is a lovely room. There is a long table at the top of the room, and the club logo is burned into it.Photographs on the wall are of brothers past. I don’t recognize any of them, and that is how I’ve come to that conclusion. Along with the placard that says, ‘Gone but never forgotten.’
“Come on in. Take a seat.” Of course, Whack is here already.
I aim for the one at the front of the long table. It’s a bit like sitting in a proper church where the long table is the altar. Rows of chairs are where the brothers would all sit facing their president and the officers I’m sure.
I hold my hand up like in school and see Whack trying to contain his smile. “What?”
“Which seat is Breaker's?” I ask because I want to be able to imagine it later when he’s in a church meeting.
Whack rolls his eyes…who would have thought a club president would roll his eyes!But points to a seat three to his right.
Bri elbows me from where she’s sitting to my right. “What?” I snap, because that shit hurt.
“You said that out loud,” Bri grins.
I blink as I look at Whack, and he’s ready to laugh at my error, but I play it off and shrug, “Well, you wouldn’t, would you?”
The door, which was left ajar opens, and Thorn steps into the room. “Ah, here you are. Take a seat next to me.” Whack states firmly, and I goggle-eye at him, because really! We are sitting here as if we are in some sort of assembly, and he gets to sit at the front…
“Calm your tits, Molly. Only brothers can sit at this table. You all should never get into church and remember this is a concession I’ve made today.” Whack is giving me a look I’m not sure of.
Turning to Marcia, I mumble, “Calm my tits!” Marcia and Bri giggle, but I’m not laughing, and I’ll make sure I pay Whack back for that one. I scowl at him, and he scowls right back.
