Inferno：A Devil Chaser’s MC Romance(25)

“Damn, babe. You keep kissing me like that, and the only place we’ll be going is back to my place.” Seeing the look of confusion on her face, he didn’t wait for her to respond. He opened the door of the truck and helped her down. He took her hand and led her to the clubhouse. He stopped her at the front door and pulled her close to him. He cupped her face with his calloused hands and looked at her intently. “Soon, Tessa. Very soon.” Then, he gave her a forceful kiss, backing her up against the door. Just as she was losing her restraint, he released her mouth. He couldn’t help but smile, knowing how easily she responded to him.

An old country song was blaring from the jukebox, and the loud voices of the men echoed through the room. It looked like any bar you might find in any small town. There was a large L-shaped bar when you first walked in, several dartboards, and a pool table in the back corner. Several tables and chairs were scattered around the room, and there were a few neon beer signs lining the walls.

Crack Nut Bobby and Doc were playing a game of pool, while Renegade and Goliath sat at the bar drinking beer. Two of the Fallen girls, Jessica and Cindy, were with Melinda, Doc’s Old Lady, talking to Otis. He’d been waiting to get patched in for the past few months, and Bishop knew it was time to make him a brother. He was just waiting for the dust to settle after Ace’s death before he brought it up for vote in church. The other prospect, Bulldog, still needed time to prove himself. He hadn’t been with them for very long, and he’d already shown that his temper was his weakness. He needed to learn to rein that shit in if he wanted to become a brother anytime soon.

“This is it. Looks like it’s a pretty quiet night. Let’s head to the bar, and I’ll introduce you to my VP.” Bishop placed his hand on Tessa’s lower back and guided her over to the bar. When Goliath looked over at him, Bishop said, “Hey, guys. This is Tessa. She’s the lady that’s been making Myles do all that hard work after school. She’s been trying to teach him a big lesson by painting and doing crafts,” Bishop said. She slapped his shoulder as he smiled and pulled her over closer to his side.

Goliath’s eyes raked over her. He knew he was a good-looking guy. He was in his mid-forties with dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He worked out every day and had a passion for staying fit. He wanted to be prepared for any shit that might come up with the club. Nobody wanted to fuck with him. He knew how to handle a threat, and most people tried to keep their distance. The ladies seemed to have a thing for his bad boy image, and he always had some girl hanging on him.

“Damn, Bishop. You’re right. Myles does have a hot teacher. Don’t think you did her justice, though,” Goliath said as he reached to shake her hand. His eyes continued to roam over her tight jeans and up to her breasts. With a sexy smile he told her, “If you ever have a lesson you wanna teach me, I’m ready to learn.” He wiggled his eyebrows as she pulled her hand back.

“I might have a lesson or two for you,” Tessa said with a chuckle. “Nice to meet you.”

“Back off, Goliath,” Bishop told him with a glare.

Renegade turned to Tessa with a fierce look in his eyes. “Name’s Renegade,” He reached out to shake her hand and then turned back to his drink. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts as he finished off the last of his beer. Ace’s death and Taylor’s visit only seemed to make him worse. He had been drinking more than usual, and it was only a matter of time before his short temper was going to get him into trouble. He was obviously hurting over the loss of his friend, and Bishop needed to talk with him, soon.

Bobby approached the bar with a huge smile on his face. “Did y’all just see that? I just smoked Doc at a game of 8 ball. I think he’s losing his touch in his old age.” He glanced over at Tessa and tipped his head, “I’m Bobby. Guys around here call me Crack Nut, but that’s a story for later. You must be Myles’s teacher. He talks about you all the time.” He had a boyish charm that made him easy to like.

Tessa tilted her head as she looked at Bobby with curiosity. “Mmm…nope, that story isn’t gonna be able to wait until later. I’ve got to know how in the world you ended up with an awful name like Crack Nut.”

“Let’s just say that when you wreck your motorcycle, not only do you get a serious case of road rash, you can cause major damage to the man goods. I had to learn the hard way that there’s only so much your balls can take. When I had my accident, the swelling ended up causing me to lose one of my nuts.” He took a moment to readjust himself, obviously thinking back to the day his balls swelled to the size of a large grapefruit.