Kaity sat up on her knees, running her hands through her hair. Erik’s dick throbbed as it lost its fullness.
“So…”
Erik smiled and tucked his cock away. He moved from the bed and stood at the edge of it. He grabbed Kaity by the waist and pulled her to him. She was still licking her lips. They were pouty and red as though she had been kissing someone for hours. Or sucking a good dick.
“Don’t even ask,” Erik said. “I have to get going again.”
“Can I take a shower?”
“Of course. I’m not an asshole, Kaity. Okay? I’m just… disappointed in life. I’m angry. I’m dangerous. Most of the time I’m waiting to die. But the past couple days… it’s been okay.”
Erik touched Kaity’s face. He kissed her forehead and then stood at the door as Kaity went in to the bathroom. He purposely lingered and listened to the water turn on. He pictured Kaity’s amazing body. Anytime one of the guys or a group of them left the clubhouse, it was always a real possibility that they wouldn't come back alive. There were a hundred bullets out there with their names on it. It was just part of the life they all lived. That’s why everyone drank like it was their last day to drink and fucked like they’d never get hard again. Because death stood right next to everyone of the guys in Back Down Devil. They couldn't afford to be afraid of it.
Understanding this, Erik went into the bathroom. For all he knew, his prayers would be answered today and a bullet would rip through his body and end his life. He looked to the shower and saw Kaity’s silhouette as she washed herself. It figured he would now have something to want to be alive for.
Erik opened the shower door and Kaity let out a scream.
“What the hell…”
“Just needed to see,” Erik said.
Kaity turned and ran her hands down her wet body and smiled.
“Damn,” Erik said. “Just… damn.”
Kaity smiled and Erik couldn’t help but smile back.
This woman made things feel alright.
“For the record,” Erik said. “And don’t brag about it, but you were better. A thousand times better.”
Erik shut the shower door and adjusted himself. He was hard again. No woman had ever turned him on and drove him nuts like Kaity was doing right now.
fifteen.
Chief Jerry pulled into the compound as Erik stood with his brothers, waiting for the call. Gaige whistled and Miller and Gaige rushed to the chief’s car. Erik felt he had the right to be there in the mix of things, so he walked toward them and Landon and Blaine followed him. Soon there was a small collection of bikers at the side of the car.
“Bringing the whole crew to me, I see,” Chief Jerry said.
“We’re fucking pissed,” Gaige said.
“How’s your son?” Miller asked.
“Good. Sometimes I stare at him sleeping wondering what kind of town he’s going to grow up in.”
“A safe one,” Miller said. He patted the chief’s shoulder. “A real safe one if we’re able to do our job.”
“Hey, maybe we’ll be patching the rugrat in,” Gaige said with a smile. “What… about eighteen years from now?”
“That’s not funny,” Chief Jerry said. “I hope I’m dead by the time that happens.”
“Hey,” Miller said, “just because you have a nice shirt and badge doesn’t mean you’re not like us. Did you run those plates?”
“Got ‘em,” the chief said. “Not sure what you want out of this.”
“Business,” Gaige said. “Sick of fingers being pointed at us.”
Blaine snickered and shook his head.
“Is that some kind of joke?” Chief Jerry asked.
“Internal issues,” Miller said and smiled. “Club stuff.”
“There is no club stuff,” the chief said. “Do I need men on standby?”
“Always,” Miller said. “This name and address though, does it mean anything to you?
“Not a thing,” the chief said. “No record of the guy being in the system. Not even for a damn parking ticket. What do you want with him?”
“Just to thank him for a package he gave the MC,” Miller said.
The rest of the guys chuckled.
Chief Jerry looked around and stopped at Erik. “Jesus. How do you feel?”
“I’m alive,” Erik said. “Walking. Riding.”
“Fucking,” Blaine called out.
“How romantic,” Chief Jerry said. “Do you take it up the ass or do you give it to Blaine?”
Miller put an arm out as Erik stepped forward. Chief or not, Erik would knock the asshole’s teeth out.