“Are you good hauling the dolly behind you?”he asked as he turned to look around, and when he turned back to her, he smirked and shrugged at her expression.“Sorry.”
“Don’t be, but yeah, I’m good.Remember, I was tasked to drive the chase truck when the Scorpions went on runs.How the hell do you think we were able to gather the evidence we had against them?”
“Sorry.”
Petra shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest, pushing up her breasts.She snapped her fingers in his face when he looked at them instead of at her.“My face is up here,” she said angrily and nodded when he jerked his head up.
“Sorry.”
“If you were sorry, you wouldn’t have done it in the first place.Let’s get a couple of things straight here, Psycho.”
“Could you call me Paul?Especially when we’re alone?”
“I can if you’ll listen to me.”
“I’m listening.”
“Okay, here’s the thing, I was undercover with Devil’s Scorpions for three years.Before that, I was undercover with two other clubs.My total undercover biker experience is nine years.I’m not some impressionable little bitch that will take orders from anyone.Nor do I appreciate being talked down to.If you want to do this, then we need to state this before the journey even begins.We will treat each other as equals.Things might change when we’re with other members of the club, but between you and I, it’s equal, or it’s nothing.”
Paul stood there and looked at her in shock.“Oh, wow, okay, I’m sorry.I didn’t mean to offend you.”
“You didn’t actually offend me, however, this might be me, but I felt like you didn’t think I had a brain in my head.I’m over forty years old, Paul, I know what I’m doing.”
“Yeah, again, I’m saying this too much, but sorry.I’ll do better.”
“See that you do, and I’m sorry for going off on you like that.It just pissed me off that you thought I was incapable of something.I’m a grown ass adult, Paul.As I just mentioned, if this is going to work between us, then we have to work together.You said you wanted to see if we could have something besides a working relationship, something personal, would you treat your girlfriend with questions about her ability to do something?”
“No, not if I knew they could handle it.I forgot you drove the chase truck for Devil’s Scorpions.That’s on me, and again, I’m sorry.I’ll do better.”
“Good, because we’re going to have a lot of work to do once we reach our destination.I don’t want to keep repeating this conversation when we discuss things.And I don’t want you to be surprised if my hand shoots out and slaps you upside the head for being a dick.”
He smirked, but didn’t do anything other than that small movement of his lip.He didn’t want to test her, not right now.“I agree, and I’m sorry.That’s the last time I’ll apologize for this.Let’s move on, and hit the road.”
“Agreed.”She reached up and gripped his tee shirt to bring him down for a quick kiss.She gently shoved him away with a grin on her face.“All forgiven.”Then she turned on her heel and headed to the driver’s side of the rental truck.She grinned as she paused and looked back at him.“Paul.”
“Yes?”
“Next time you say you’re sorry, mean it.”She climbed into the truck and watched as he stood there with a stunned look on his face before he grinned and went to his truck with a wave.
*****
They took their timeto get to their destination, three days.When they stopped for the night and got a hotel room, they opted to get separate rooms.They had discussed the rooms accommodations when they’d stopped for the first meal break.Each time they stopped for gas, or a meal, they took turns purchasing a burner phone.Or if there were different stores around, they would stop in and buy one there.By the time they reached their destination, they had over two dozen, along with double the amount of cards for minutes.
Petra slowed down as she saw Paul had his turning signal on, and sat up straighter to pay attention to where they were going.She didn’t know if she liked that the driveway was well packed, but not paved.Though she wouldn’t be one of the ones driving a motorcycle over it, she wouldn’t make any comments.It was smooth driving, so in her mind, the bikes shouldn’t have a problem driving down it, and the paths were plenty wide enough.Then she thought that with it being stone, then it might cause dust to billow and they could see from the house if anyone was approaching.She parked, and looked around slowly before exiting the truck, stretched, then walked over to Paul.
“What do you think?”he asked as she joined him where he stood with his fisted hands on his hips and turned in a complete circle.“Tell me how you picture things as you turn and look.”
Petra nodded and mimicked his stance.As she turned, she first saw the house.“Oh, I like the house, I can picture late nights with just us or others sitting on that covered porch after a long run, or a hard day at work.Sipping wine, coffee, or beer, whatever the mood says.I also like the flowers.I’ve always wanted a place that I could garden.”She turned and looked then frowned as she pointed.“What’s that building?The one with the red roof?”
“I think it’s a chicken coop.”
“Holy shit,” she said as she turned to him in shock.“We can have our own eggs?”
“If you want to get chickens, we can.”
“Okay, we’ll put a pin in it for now.”She continued to looked then pointed again.“Which one of those barns will you be using for a clubhouse?”
“I don’t know yet.I’d like to keep one for us to park our personal vehicles in, along with whatever lawn equipment we might purchase, and in that sense, as a cover, I’ll be opening a motorcycle repair shop.That will be my job.”
