Page 28 of Revenant's Fire

Pulling into the MC lot I park my bike, and shove the door open, stepping foot into the dim lightning of the common room and Sunny in the middle of it, surrounded by Mercy and my brothers, head tipped back in laughter. Then her gaze finds mine and she slays me where I stand.

Chapter Fifteen

Sunny

“Gooood morning, fine people of the Saint’s Outlaws,” I sing song as I pick through the naked bodies. I don’t even notice the sad-looking flaccid peens anymore.

“Morning,” Brake mumbles around his dry, burnt toast. He looks rough, and I’m going to have to lay my good mood on extra thick to mess with him.

“Well, look at you up early greeting the day!”

“Sunny, I’m not in the mood for your post-fuck cheeriness.”

My eyes narrow. “I’m always morning perky.”

“And extra perky after having Rev rearrange your guts,” he snorts before his head jerks from Mercy slapping him upside it.

“Leave her alone.”

“Yeah, what she said,” I goad, “before I curse your balls so one turns blue and falls off and the other only shoots out girl sperms.” I throw him a shit eating grin as his mouth drops open.

“You can’t do that,” he says before looking at Mercy. “Can she?”

I wiggle my fingers in the air. “Granny magic, baby,” I grin, knowing full well my granny doesn't know shit about mountain magic, but Brake doesn't know that.

“So, what are our plans for the day?” I ask everyone in the kitchen. And by everyone I mean the ones who are upright, and looking like they’re managing OK.

“Sunny,” Brake groans, “it’s too early for your shit.”

Mercy snorts, before linking her arm in mine, “Come on, Sassy. Let's drink this in the fresh air and sunshine.”

“You know, now that you mention it, I would like to enjoy my coffee away from the lingering smell of baby oil and ass.”

She hands me my morning coffee, before accepting the mug that Jubilee hands to her. She gives him a chin lift as we walk past, leading me to a picnic table off to the side. The morning sun is warm on my skin as I tilt my head back, eyes closed, breathing in the fresh scent of motorcycle exhaust and mountain air.

“So, you can go ahead and ask,” I say, eyes still closed, head still tilted.

“What am I asking?”

“Oh, I dunno. Something about Revenant. Asking if I’m OK that I’m here and he’s not. That type of thing.”

“What makes you think I care?” Mercy asks quietly.

A smile tugs at my lips as I drop my chin and look at her, brow raised. “You’re an eldest daughter. It’s bred into you to make sure everyone is looked after. Do you want to? No. Do you do it anyway? Yep,” I pop the “P”. “Face it, you can’t help but make sure everyone is taken care of. Even at the detriment to yourself.” I take a sip of hot, caffeinated goodness. “And for your information, I know that Revenant will be back. He’s very predictable.”

Mercy purses her lips as she watches me quietly, knowing she’s been read to filth. “As far as I remember, you’re the eldest daughter too,” she says, completely ignoring my comment about Rev.

I tilt my head back again, closing my eyes against the bright light. “Yup. And that’s why I’m here.”

It’s quiet, the only sound is the soft slurping of Mercy drinking her coffee. “Do you regret it?”

“Boning Elias?”

Mercy softly huffs, murmuring Elias’s name under her breath. “No, not ‘boning Elias’. Killing those men.”

“Nope. I’d do it again too.”

“It doesn’t plague you?”