Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 117752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 589(@200wpm)___ 471(@250wpm)___ 393(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 589(@200wpm)___ 471(@250wpm)___ 393(@300wpm)
He had also noticed that when Sex Piston or any of her friends were around, Ginger played it cool, staying out of sight. But when they weren’t around, she made sure Stud or he were always within her sights.
She didn’t do any of the brothers who were recruits, either. No, Ginger wanted a leader, not a follower.
Calder shook his head. He had no intention of getting involved with the woman. She reminded him of a praying mantis.
At his and Stud’s refusal, she surveyed the large table, alighting on Shade as a greedy look entered her eyes.
Her voice dropped an octave. “You need anything?”
“No.” Shade’s curt answer had the redhead blushing as she dropped her hands from Calder and Stud, returning to the bar.
“I think she got your message.” Stud laughed, tilting his beer bottle at Shade. “I wish I could get her away from me that fast.”
“You give that one an inch, she’ll take a mile.”
“You know her?” Calder thought the same thing.
“No, and I don’t want to. I’ve dealt with her type before. It would be easier to scrape dog shit off my boot than get rid of women like her.”
“I’ve been keeping my eye on her. So far, I can’t complain about how she’s hanging around the club. She keeps the beer cold and a few of the brothers satisfied. She’ll be gone before too long. None of the bitches stay around for long.”
“I wonder why?” Knox wisecracked, whacking Cash in the chest with his elbow. “Can you imagine having to deal with Sex Piston and her crew every time you piss one of them off?”
“I live it.” Train’s pained expression had the whole table cracking up.
“I don’t think they’re that bad.” Calder had become attached to his sister-in-law.
Even Stud looked at him like he had lost his mind.
“You going to let Crazy Bitch cut your hair again?” Stud stared at him questioningly.
He had forgotten about the rat carved into the back of his head, though the men at the table hadn’t. Their laughter renewed at his expense.
Knox ran a hand over his bald head. “I give it three months before your head is as bald as mine.”
“Ain’t gonna happen.”
“Think not?” Knox goaded.
“Next time, I’ll go to the Cut and Chop when I want a haircut.”
His brother snickered at him. “Let me know when you do.”
“Why?”
“Baby brother, sometimes you just have to find things out for yourself where those bitches are concerned.”
“One of those bitches is your wife,” Calder reminded him.
“I married Sex Piston knowing she’s a bitch. I’m not complaining; I’m explaining.”
Calder was getting up to grab himself another beer when the women came in through the club door. When he saw Crazy Bitch, he had to sit back down.
Her hair was slicked back into a tight knot, and she had put on red lipstick that gave her skin a creamy complexion. It looked so soft that he wanted to reach out and touch it when she brushed past, going to the bar.
He saw Shade’s eyes laughing at him when he caught sight of the whip coiled in her hand.
“Is that a whip?” Calder muttered to Stud.
“Looks like it.”
“What’s she doing with a whip?”
“With Crazy Bitch, I’d say she’s planning on using it on someone.”
“Not unless she’s planning on skinning them alive,” Shade remarked when a dark-haired woman approached him. She smiled shyly around the table as Killyama, Fat Louise, and Sex Piston started barking orders at the brothers sitting at other tables to give up their chairs.
He had met most of the women who were taking the chairs that Sex Piston had forced the men to offer. Diamond sat down next to Knox. A pretty redhead who Cash introduced as Rachel took the seat next to him. The flaxen-haired woman he recognized as Razer’s wife.
Crazy Bitch and Fat Louise came from the bar with bottles of beer for the women, except for Lily, who received a can of soda.
“How was the movie?” Shade asked, pulling his wife down on his lap when there weren’t enough chairs.
The beautiful woman blushed, not meeting her husband’s eyes. “It was good.”
“How would you know? You looked away every time something good happened.” Crazy Bitch snorted.
“I did not,” she argued.
“You did.” Beth smiled at her sister.
“It was like seeing Little Bo Peep having to watch her sheep get neutered.” Killyama shook her head at Train.
“How’d you like it?” Stud asked his wife.
“Let me finish my beer, and then I’ll take you into a back room and show you how much I liked it.”
Calder nearly laughed at Stud’s expression. Lily wasn’t the only one blushing.
“I thought it was bullshit. They make a movie about a man being a Dom; why can’t they make a movie about a woman being one?”
“They have. Wonder Woman was playing in the next theater.”
Calder saw Crazy Bitch roll her eyes at Fat Louise’s joke.