“Twisted Souls were there runnin’ their traps?”
“Not sure who the fuck they were since we don’t allow colors.”
“Aware of that,” Romeo grunted. “Been a while since I’ve been there, but remember bein’ made to remove mine just to see a little tits and ass.”
“Ain’t nolittlewhen it comes to our talent. They got huge fuckin’ tits and huge fuckin’ asses. They don’t got any, they don’t get the job.”
Romeo huffed out a breath. “Guessin’ you oversee all the tryouts yourself?”
One side of Rage’s mouth pulled up. “Perk of the job.”
Tink, one of the Knights’ long-time sweet butts, dropped off beers for all four of them. Before she could split, Voodoo’s hand shot out to snag her wrist, spun her around, and smacked her ass so hard, even Zeke felt the sting.
Damn.
“Later,” was all Voodoo said in his gruff voice.
“I have to?—”
Voodoo repeated, “Later,” cutting her off.
Tink nodded quickly and skittered away.
Zeke watched the thirty-something Asian-American club girl rush off before swinging his gaze back to the Knights sitting across from him.
Voodoo was eyeing him. “Ain’t for you.”
Zeke lifted both palms. “Ain’t got a problem with that.” Even if he had been interested, he wasn’t fucking shit up with Kyra.
He might be a stupid fuck at times but he wasn’tthatmuch of a stupid fuck.
“Know we normally share our girls…” Romeo started.
“No explanation needed,” Zeke told him.
The Knights’ prez nodded. “Back to fuckin’ business.” He shifted his dark brown eyes to Rage. “Heard them sayin’ they were takin’ over the Demons’ territories, right?”
“Yeah,” Rage answered.
“Sounds like they’re runnin’ from the Kings.” Romeo slowly stroked his bearded chin.
Zeke responded, “Sounds about right.”
Romeo stated the obvious next. “Kings ain’t takin’ no shit.”
“And they shouldn’t,” Zeke confirmed.
“Don’t blame the Souls for blazin’ a new path to get away from that crazy motherfuckin’ club, but would be better if that path led them somewhere that ain’t near us.”
Zeke agreed. “Ain’t arguin’ that.”
Romeo cocked an eyebrow his way. “You talk to the Fury?”
“No reason to yet. Demons’ territory was just west of us in Ohio and down in West Virginia.”
“’Til those fucks decided to creep north into PA,” Romeo reminded him.
“Right. Nowhere near the Fury. Will pull them in only if we gotta.”
