Chapter Eleven
Spider watched as Jordondisappeared into the bathroom, then finished dealing the next hand.When that was done, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Fletch telling him to bring enough food for an extra person.He quickly set his phone back down in his lap as he heard the toilet flush and picked up his cards so she wouldn’t know what he’d done.
If she was going to stay here and keep him company, the least he could do was make sure she was fed and taken care of.And if she needed a nap, he would tell her to rest in the recliner, at least until whoever she was getting a ride from arrived.Or maybe he’d have Dax take her wherever she wanted to go.That idea felt good but he’d rather he was able to take her.Not that he’d be able to go anywhere on his own for some time.
The bathroom door opened and Jordon stepped out.Spider did his best to look like he’d done nothing but deal and wait for her to return.He watched the sway of her ass in the snug denim and wondered how it would feel to have her thighs wrapped around him.He had no doubt they’d hold him tight, as they’d be well muscled from her time on horseback.
Spider pushed that thought away.There was no way he’d end up with anyone but the club mamas.Who else would be able to stand being with someone with missing parts?No.He needed to think of something else.He dropped his gaze to his cards as Jordon slid back into her spot at the foot of his bed and picked up her cards.
“So, you’ve been in Montana for ten years—how far have you been?”
“All over the state.We do rides at least once a month in the summer, going different places.It’s a good excuse to spend some time on the back of a bike.What about you?You been anywhere but Montana?Well, since your family settled down?”Between what she’d said and what Clint had told him on previous visits, he knew she’d been young when her father had lost his leg, likely not even old enough for school.There was no telling how much she would remember from back then.
“Some,” she said while rearranging the cards in her hand.“I mean we’re not far from eastern Idaho.I’ve been into Pocatello.I’ve seen parts of Wyoming, and a little of northern Utah.”She lifted one shoulder in a half shrug as she drew a card then laid one down.“I did a little barrel racing when I was younger, so we hit a few of the local rodeos, but it wasn’t something I loved, just something to do for a while.”She folded her cards together and looked up at him.“If you could go anywhere in the world, money wasn’t an issue, what would you like to see?”
Spider studied his cards while he thought about it.There were lots of places he might like to go but he’d always been drawn to Alaska.
“I’ve dreamed of taking a month, maybe two, hopping on my bike and heading for Alaska.Go see Denali, see the huge herds of Caribou and all that wide open, wild land.I don’t know if I would find motels to stay in or camp along the way.Probably a bit of both.”He made his play and looked up to find her watching him, eyes wide.
“That sounds amazing.I hadn’t thought about that.”she looked down at the cards, drew one and compared it to her hand.“I love the idea of driving around the country seeing everything.But how do you manage all the stuff to camp on a motorcycle?”
“Some stuff folds up or collapses pretty small, but you also learn to do without a lot.”Spider shrugged.“It’s a trade-off.The little luxuries or the peace of that kind of trip.”
She watched him for a moment as if she was trying to tell if he was lying to her, then she shrugged and turned her attention back to the cards in her hand.
They continued to chat and get to know each other as they played.Spider wasn’t sure how long they’d been playing but he glanced at the score as he shuffled.This would be the last hand of this game, no matter who won.
Jordon had just thrown her first discard when someone knocked on the door the pushed it open without waiting for an answer.A glance told Spider it was Fletch with their lunch.
“This is the last hand in the game.I want to finish it, then we’ll see what you brought.”He drew a card, considered it against his hand then discarded it.“Fletch, do you remember Jordon?She’s Clint’s daughter.”
“I do.Nice to meet you again,” Fletch said with a nod.
“Nice to meet you too,” she shot him a tight smile before taking her turn.
It didn’t take them long to finish the game, which Jordon won, but she was gracious enough not to gloat or rub his nose in it.
“I’ll just go now,” Jordon said reaching for her phone.
“No, don’t.Fletch brought me something to eat and I made sure there’s enough for you too.”He winced.“I didn’t think to ask if you’re allergic to anything.”
She turned back to look at him, her eyes wide.
“You had them get me food too?”
Spider nodded.
“Thank you.”She seemed to relax.“And you’re good.My only allergies are to medications.”
“I’m allergic to sulfa, you?”Spider held up his right arm with the bright redAllergyband around it.
“Penicillin.”
“It’s a pain, isn’t it?”He smiled at her, ignoring the disbelieving looks Fletch was giving him from behind Jordon’s back.
“It can be.”She twisted around, obviously looking for Fletch.“You didn’t have to bring me food.I could have called for a ride.I should let you two have your time together.”
“I see him every day,” Spider said.“Stay.I’m enjoying talking to you.”
