“You fuckin’think you’re drivin’ Daisy home in this condition?” he growled.
“Well, no. Wewere going to get a car. My mama didn’t raise a dummy.”
“You need todial down that sass, baby girl. Jesus Christ, your mother’s gonna have acoronary.”
“Sounds likeyou’re the one doing that, big man.”
He pointed tothe door. “Teagan Elizabeth Reed, get your ass outside now.”
She grabbed herpurse with a huff, pulling me in for a hug. “Sorry my dad’s Captain Buzzkill,Ducky. I’ll text you when I get home. Happy birthday.”
My family hadcalled me Daisy Duck for about a week after I was born, before my brothersshortened it to Ducky, and now a few of my club family called me Ducky as well.
“The boys’lldrive you ladies home,” Mack said, pulling me in for a hug. “Happy birthday,beautiful. We’ll celebrate properly another day.”
“Thanks,Captain… I mean, Uncle Mack.”
Mack gave me avery pointed smirk, and then walked Teagan out the door and I focused on mylittle friend group as we figured out who was being chauffeured by whom.
“I’ve got you,”Case said to Cambry.
“Ah, no, that’sgood, I’ll go with Razor,” Cambry hissed.
Case chuckled. “No,you won’t. Jesus, Cambry, outside of the fact your bullshit is makin’ us missthe game, don’t add sass to your list of sins.”
Lincoln “Case”James was Hawk and Payton’s son and he and Cambry’d had a love-hate thing goingfor a while now. More hate on Cambry’s part than love, but Case was awesome, soI couldn’t figure out why she didn’t like him and she wasn’t saying so it was amystery.
“What’s the gameyou’re missing? Twister?” Cambry challenged. “Or are you more of a Boggle kindof a guy?”
“First of all,if we were playing a boardgame, it would be Mouse Trap, and I would kick yourass.”
“Impossible. It’sa scientific fact that every single box of Mouse Trap is missing at least onepiece.”
“Sounds likesomeone who’s afraid,” Case retorted.
“You just namethe time and place, buddy. You roll the dice, and I’ll move my mice.”
“Will you twogive it a fuckin’ rest?” Razor ground out. “We’ve already missed the firsthalf. By the time we get back to the club it’s all gonna be over.”
What the clubloved more than Harleys and pussy was sports, and if someone interrupted anyone of those three things, the boys tended to get a little testy. And when Isay sports, I meanallthe sports. Football, basketball, soccer, hockey,women’s underwater curling, take your pick. If someone was keeping score, theclub was watching.
“Tillie andDaisy live close to each other,” Razor pointed out. “You’d be out of my way,Cambry. Sorry, sweetheart.”
“You’re afucking traitor Razor,” she hissed.
“Just callin’ itlike I see it, honey.”
She threw herpurse over her shoulder, tilted her nose in the air, and rolled her eyes.“Whatever.”
“Ready?” Caseasked.
“I’m going tohug my friend first. Is that a problem for you?”
He smirked. “Hugaway.”
Cambry pulled mein for a hug and then walked out with Case as Tillie and I followed Razor outthe back.
Razor dropped Tillieoff first, then walked me up to my door. Once I was inside, I headed to mybedroom and unzipped my pants.
