“What the hell are you talking about?”
“I kept your secret, against my better judgement, and because of that, I betrayed the trust of my sister-in-law, and my friend. She has made her displeasure known and now I don’t know if she will ever speak to me again, ergo, I will never, ever,ever, speak to you again.”
“Christina—”
“Suck my dick.”
She hung up on me, and I glared over at Minus who gave me a cocky grin.
“Someone needs to tell me where the hell mywoman is!” I bellowed.
“No one knows, brother,” Rooster said.
“Fuck!”
“Ah, hi, Cricket,” Gina said into her phone. “Yes, of course. I’ll let Minus know. Okay, honey. I’ll see you soon.”
“Right, unless you’re a Dog, get the fuck out!” Booker bellowed.
“Except Gina, you’re always welcome, sweetheart,” Mack said.
“I’m good,” she said. “I have a husband and kids to cook for.”
“I’m cookin’ tonight, baby,” Clutch countered.
She smiled. “Even better.”
We waited a few minutes for the Saints to ride off and then Booker pulled me aside, out of earshot of the others. “I know where our women are.”
“What the fuck?”
“I think.”
“Jesus, Book, I’m gonna fuck up that pretty boy face if you don’t start talkin’.”
“Let’s talk in my office.”
I followed him back into the clubhouse and down to his office.
* * *
Katie
We arrived in Cannon Beach to our little privateparadise, and Maisie and Dani handed out keys to everyone for the little condos right on the beach. I was going to be sharing with Waverly and Melody, and I think Tate nearly collapsed with devastation that she wasn’t sharing with Melody, but she covered it well.
Melody Morgan was the biggest pop star on the planet. No, let me rephrase. She was the biggeststaron the planet and Tate was her biggest fan. Melody had won a Grammy, an Oscar, and an Emmy and was about to start a play on Broadway, just because she could, so she was angling for a Tony. The fact we might have an actual EGOT in our little club was a mind-bend, and Tate was her biggest fan. Okay, one of them, anyway.
Once everyone had their keys, we headed to our respective rooms with a plan to meet up for dinner at seven.
As I walked into our space, we divvied up rooms and I headed to the one in the back with the water view and threw my suitcase on the bed just as my phone rang. It was Cricket. She was the only one who had my burner number, and it would stay that way for the foreseeable future.
“Hey, bestie.”
“Hi,” she said, sounding totally deflated.
I frowned. “You okay?”
“No,” she bit out. “My sister won’t talk to me, and you’re there having fun with everyone whileI’m stuck here with all of these barbarians. I just told my brother to suck my dick, and while that was a bright spot in my day, I’d rather be there with you.”
