Buzz, buzz.
“Goddammit,” I mumbled, rolling to grab the phone off the nightstand. I slinked from the warm bed, closing the door behind me and heading to the kitchen. “What?” I barked into the phone.
“You told us to let you know when we’re leaving, Prez,”Eagle said.
“I’ll be in Church in fifteen minutes.” I ended the call.
Eagle, Jackal, and a few others were heading to Thunder Beach in Florida. I usually went, but with everything going on lately, I needed to pass. When they mentioned it, I gave my blessing for a few of them to go because Lacy wanted to treat it like her honeymoon. Who was I to judge if she wanted to spend it at a rally with a bunch of bikers and bunnies? Kat and I didn’t have one, but we were definitely in the honeymoon phase. Her stuff arrived and was clean, not that I thought she’d have anything there, but I couldn’t be too careful. I didn’t know the people who worked for Petrov or packed up her things.
Kitty Kat had been here over a couple of weeks now but I was already addicted to her. That was the only way to explain it. Even when I had work to do, I had to have her first and be sure her floral scent stuck to me. And I made sure mine was stuck to her.
We finally made it to our bed, but I still enjoyed fucking her anywhere I could. We’d christened nearly every wall and surface in the house, and the back porch. I considered the front, but it was facing the clubhouse. The idea of my brothers watching me fuck her was moderately exciting, but it was overshadowed by the rage I felt at anyone else seeing her bare, rose-colored nipples or that pretty pink little cunt that belonged to me. So there probably wouldn’t be front porch fucking.
Sneaking back into the room, I tried to grab my clothes and boots without disturbing her. We’d been up late.
But she must have heard me, because her feet rubbed under the blankets and she moaned. Leaning down, I brushedher hair from her cheek and pressed my lips there. “Go back to sleep. Gotta go talk to these fuckers for a few.”
Her little hand reached up and grabbed the back of my neck, pulling my lips to hers. I drew back, adjusting my dick as she settled back onto her pillow.
I headed down the hall, closing the door behind me and tossed my clothes on and pulled on my boots. After a short stop in the hall bath to relieve myself, wash my hands, brush my teeth, and try to fix my hair as best I could without my products, I headed outside after grabbing my cut on the way out. The last week, I’d gotten in the habit of leaving it on the hook by the front door.
I pulled a smoke from my pocket and lit it on the way. Jackal and Eagle were loading up their saddlebags along with a few others. I gave a quick wave before tossing my butt and going inside, making a beeline for the kitchen.
Before I could make it in, Ma came out with a mug. “You look like shit,” she said as she sneered.
“Good morning to you, too.” I sipped the coffee after she passed it. “Thanks for this.”
Still shaking my head at her remark, I walked down the hall to Church to drink my coffee and wait for the guys to show up.
I was seated and halfway through my coffee when the officers filed in.
Eagle put another full mug down next to me then took his seat as the others all found their spots.
I stared at the mug, then back up at him. “Since when doyou serve my coffee?”
Eagle grinned with a shrug. “Hey man, just figured you could use another.”
My jaw clenched. “Is that supposed to mean something?”
“Calm your tits, Hawk,” Eagle said as he plopped in his chair.
This little… “You watch it,VicePresident.”
Falcon cleared his throat at the same time Jackal did. Looking around, they all were being weird.
“Alright. What? What is it?”
Jackal leaned forward, his long black hair hanging over the table. “Nothing to get heated over, Prez. The youngins are just giddy that you finally got you a real woman. That’s all.”
“Don’t be worrying about my Kitty Kat.”
The room exploded with laughter.
I banged my fist on the table and they all shut up. “What the fuck is so funny?”
Rooster lifted his hand. This ought to be good. “Go on,” I told him.
“You just seem different. Not in a bad way, Prez. But a little preoccupied.”
