“Nineteen and pure as the day Iwas born,” she replied, and Isnickered. “What’sso funny?”
Idragged her close to my body so that our chests were practically touching. “There ain’tnothing pure about you, barring the devil in your eye.” Her eyes narrowed and Ismirked. “Time for you to go, little girl. Seems you’ve finally calmed down.”
Ireleased her and shoved her gently away.
“You bikers are all the same. Fucking cowards!” she screamed, afresh set of fury in her lungs. “Probably best you don’ttouch this. You’re so old your dick probably doesn’teven work.” She laughed almost manically.
Ishook my head and looked back over my shoulder as Ipushed open the trailer door and headed back down the steps. That bitch was crazy. “Ican assure you my dick works just fine, but your pussy is too pretty for aman like me, Jolie,” Igrunted, “and Iam way too motherfuckin’ old for your bullshit.”
Ilet the door swing shut behind me as Iheaded back to the clubhouse. Casa was outside watching, and he laughed as Igot closer.
“You got alittle crazy on your face.” He winked.
Iswiped ahand down my face and then looked at it, seeing alittle blood smeared across my palm. “Must have got me with her fucking claws,” Igrumbled.
“Watch yourself with her, Gauge,” he said with asmirk.
“Oh, that shit’snot happening. She’stoo young, too crazy, and too much of Dom’slittle sister. Besides, Ihave more than enough crazy bitches in my life right now.” Ishook my head. My cheek hurt where she’dscratched my face and Iscowled as my calloused fingers traced over the cuts. “Fuckin’ bitch,” Imuttered.
The door to the trailer slammed open and Jolie stormed down the steps. Casa and Iturned to stare, big fucking smiles on our faces as she stormed across the clubhouse parking lot giving us both two middle fingers.
“Tell my asshole brother to come home tonight. If he doesn’tI’ll be back!” She climbed into her beat-up Ford and screeched out through the gates, leaving atrail of smoke behind.
Iturned back to Casa. “She’sawild one.”
“Yeah she is. Though there is something alluring about acrazy woman like that,” he chuckled. “Igotta go pick my woman up, I’ll catch you later.” He took off toward his bike and Ilooked back the way Jolie had gone.
Casa was right. Jolie was awild one for sure. Wild as fucking horses.
My favorite type of woman.
