“Leo?” the feminine voice answered on the first ring. “You’re supposed to be in school. Are you okay?”
“Your kid was fuckin’ with my bike, so, no, he’s not okay,” I growled.
Leon whimpered, but it wasn’t one of pain, it was one of fear. And that fear wasn’t directed to me or my brothers. It was directed at whoever this woman was.
She gasped. “Where is he?”
“Nocturn.”
“The nightclub?” she asked.
“Yup.”
“What the hell is he doing at a nightclub in the middle of a school day?” she snapped.
“S’pose you need to ask him that yourself.”
“Please don’t hurt him,” she begged. “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
The phone went dead, and I flipped it closed. “Well, Dipshit. Looks like we’ve got you for fifteen minutes,” I said.
“Shit,” he hissed. “She’s gonna fucking kill me.”
“Not if I kill you first,” I growled.
“No offense, dude, but she’s scarier.”
I glanced at Wrath, who was trying not to laugh. Sundance had already let out a few guffaws and I shook my head. I couldn’t imagine what kind of troll would be scarier than a group of bikers outside a notorious nightclub in the middle of the day, but I was kinda lookin’ forward to finding out.
“Can I get up, dude?” Leon whined. “The gravel’s digging into my knees.”
“Call me dude one more time and you may never get up again,” I said.
“Sorry,man,” Leon sassed.
“Jesus, the pair on this one,” Stoney said with a chuckle.
I dragged him to his feet and could feel him tensing, like he was going to run. “Don’t fuckin’ think about it.”
Sundance stepped in front of him, crossing his arms. My president was a giant, and until you got to know him, you’d swear he was a beast. And he was. But he was also a family man, wholly devoted to his wife and kids, one of whom was Orion, currently dragging the other delinquent back to us by the scruff of his neck.
“Get off of me!” the other kid growled, fighting against Orion’s hold without success.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the other half of the fuckin’ blunder twins,” I said to the pasty, blond, thug wannabe.
Orion shoved the kid over to Leon and the rest of us formed an impenetrable circle around the pair.
“So, if he’s Dipshit,” I motioned towards Leon. “That must make you Pissface. Is that right?”
A few minutes later, the squeal of a failing fan belt could be heard just before a beat-up, lime-green Kia sedan turned into the parking lot.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Leon bit out under his breath.
The car came to a grinding stop, and the door opened, producing the prettiest woman I’d ever seen. My breath left my body for a second as she slammed the door closed and made a move toward us before freezing in place.
It gave me time to take her in. She wore dark blue skinny jeans, a red hoodie that was unzipped slightly to reveal a low-cut T-shirt underneath. On her feet were a pair of red low-rise go-go boots that looked like something out of the sixties. Her dark hair was pulled into a high ponytail, and it meant I got to see all of her gorgeous face. Almond-shaped eyes, full lips, and a smattering of freckles over her nose made me want to paint by numbers and see what I came up with.
Jesus.
