Bad to the Bone(2)
For the next year the entire club worked on getting the club into something to be proud of. They stripped the interior, and replaced everything that was dead or rotten. James worked side by side with his men, bargaining with electricians, builders, and plumbers. No one fucked over the club. He always got the best deals for his men.
Once the diner was close to being finished he called Teri Davies whom he’d met on the road. He’d fucked her a couple of times, and after he called out her boss, he got her fired. Since then he’d been trying to find the best place for her to work. Teri didn’t deserve to be fired, but he’d be a better boss.
He was meeting her at the diner in fifteen minutes. After breaking up a play fight between Pixie and Jerry, James made his way toward the diner just as Teri was pulling into the parking lot.
“What the hell is going on, James?” she asked. “Your cryptic message didn’t tell me anything. Do you know how expensive gas is? I can’t just come running to you every time you tell me.”
“That’s why it was cryptic so you decided to fucking come. I’ll pay you for gas. You don’t need to worry about the cost.” He smiled as he held his hand out to the diner. “What do you think?”
She joined him, slugging his arm before turning to the building.
“It’s an empty diner, James.”
“We own it. The MC owns it, and we’re looking for a cook.”
Teri paused staring at the building in wonder. “You’re shitting me?”
“No.”
“I was only a waitress.”
“And we tasted all of your food, Teri. You can cook, and you should have owned that fucking diner back in the city. You should own a thousand fucking restaurants. That’s how damn good it tastes,” he said, meaning every word. “I don’t offer shit to shit people. You’re good at what you do, the best. I want you cooking for the club, and we’ll make sure you’re not tempted to walk away.”
Tears filled her eyes as she stared at the building. “You got me a diner. This doesn’t mean you’re going to want to marry me does it?” she asked.
“Fuck no. We’re friends, and we can still fuck. I’m not going to own you.” He placed his arm across her shoulders and looked up at the diner. “What do you think?”
“I think this is amazing. You finally did it.”
“I know.”
“This is what Pixie has always wanted,” Teri said.
“And I’m giving it to him.”
James loved his brother, and when Pixie almost died from a gunfight that they’d not been part of, James had made a promise to himself that he’d find a place for them to settle down.
This was where his brother’s dream would start and end.
“Oh my God, you’re going to have all the women eating out of the palm of your hand,” Teri said.
“I don’t want them eating my hand, baby. They’re going to be eating my dick.”
The Skulls could make a go of it, and he’d just recently heard Chaos Bleeds had settled down, and Trojans MC had always been in one place. It was time for the Dirty Fuckers to have a place, and women were going to be surrounding them like flies around shit.
Chapter One
Five years later
Cora Short glanced across her small apartment to where her friend, Stacey, was wriggling her tits in the mirror. She rolled her eyes at the sight but didn’t say anything about how her friend actually looked. Stacey looked hot, but she was trying a little too hard to show off too much flesh.
“What the hell are you doing?” Cora asked. It was a Friday night, and she had the whole of the weekend off. She worked as a secretary at Greater Falls high school. Stacey was the history teacher and a huge flirt, but never crossed the line with any of the kids or flirted with them. Her friend only flirted with men who clearly knew what they could give her. Cora adored her, even if she was a slut most of the time.
“I’m going to that club tonight. I don’t give a shit what you say, Cora. I need to get laid, and the only way to do that is to go out and find it.” Stacey faced the small mirror and finished doing her makeup.
“I’ve not got a problem with getting laid. I like having sex.”
“You’ve not had any in forever.”
“So, it’s not my fault that half the guys here bore me.”
“You’ve just got to take a dick where you can get one.”
“I thought you were going after the gym teacher, Bill?” Cora asked, changing the topic of conversation.
“Please, that asshole can’t get past his own reflection. He’s a waste of space, and I want to experience an actual orgasm tonight.”