Misfit(62)
Johnnie came and kissed Fee’s cheek. “Have a good evening, sweetheart. I think I’ll take advantage of Ella’s late night and escort my gorgeous wife to dinner.”
“Yeah, okay. See you two later.”
Seeing Johnnie’s roguish wink to Kendall, Fee couldn’t understand the woman’s mindset. He wouldn’t be happy with Kendall’s plans, would he? Maybe, she needed to tell him. On the other hand, Fee doubted he’d want her with both Cash and Stretch. Just as Kendall pointed out. Then, Cash and Stretch would still be in jeopardy. If she confessed to Kendall’s actions, then she’d have to tell him how his wife had gotten Fee to agree.
“Hey, um, is Christopher still at the club?”
“No. He’s riding with Megan. Why?”
“Just wondering who was there. I, um, I was thinking about Mother’s Day, you know? I wanted to throw Meggie and Zoann a dinner or something.”
Lifting her eyebrows, Kendall cleared her throat. Not that Fee was surprised. Mother’s Day was almost five weeks away.
“You, too, of course. And…and Bailey.”
“How sweet. Of course, Meggie isn’t Outlaw’s mother. Or yours. There’s no reason for either of you to give her anything.”
“I’ll keep that in mind when I’m planning what to buy you for Mother’s Day, gorgeous.”
“Oh, please, Johnnie. You’re required to buy me something from Rory and Matilda. It’ll teach them to honor me as they grow up.”
“Just as Christopher may want to buy something to give to Meggie from their kids,” Fee said tightly.
“That’s different from what you want to arrange,” Kendall responded.
Fee threw her a dirty look. “It was just a thought.” A hasty, ill-advised one, taken from Kendall’s playbook of distraction and diversion.
“I like the way you think,” Johnnie assured her. “Why don’t you call Christopher? I’m sure he’ll love the idea.”
“Yeah, I’ll do that, I guess.”
“Anyone else there, my love?” Kendall jumped on Fee’s discomfort. “Stretch?”
“He’s there. Doing fuck-all. I don’t know what’s going to get through to him. Why? He wouldn’t want to hear about Mother’s Day.”
“What is there to get through to him?” Fee asked, shooting daggers at Kendall, grateful she hadn’t said Cash’s name.
“A bunch of shit, Fee,” Johnnie admitted. “He’s not himself and hasn’t been for a while.”
Kendall studied her nails. “Maybe, you could talk to him, Fee. Aren’t you two friends?”
“It’s worth a shot,” Johnnie answered, unfazed by Kendall’s announcement. No one saw Stretch as a threat. “About the only other girl who hasn’t talked to him is my Kendall. Megan has, as have Zoann, Bunny, and Bailey. He’s still lost.”
“He’s still full of self-pity,” Kendall corrected. “It isn’t bringing Hanson back. It’s only pulling him down.”
“I’m heading out,” Fee said, uninterested in Johnnie’s response, wanting away from Kendall’s baiting. “I’ll stop in and say ‘hi’ to Stretch.”
“Do that,” Johnnie responded.
Without another word, Fee headed to her car, sighing at the cloudy skies. It looked as if it would be a rainy night, so she needed to pop in at the club and get home before the heavens opened. She was also unsure how long Christopher and Meggie would be out.
Instead of walking along the pathway, she jumped in her car and drove the access road that Christopher had paved specifically for the girls to have their cars at their houses instead of at the club. She parked along the perimeter of the clubhouse, near where the road began.
A few bikes filled the parking lot, including Cash’s. Perfect.
The moment she walked in, she spotted Cash and Stretch at Christopher’s table, eating. Cash had his back to her. Other members were grouped in twos and threes at various tables. Four were engaged in a game of pool. Potter leaned against the bar, plate in hand. As he scarfed down his food, he also looked at the monitors above the bar.
“Fee!” Slipper shouted from the pool table area, spying her first since she hadn’t moved from the doorway. “Prez not here. Him and Meggie going for a spin.”
“Okay, thanks.”
He nodded toward the table. “Cash and Stretch here, though. Cash looking pretty fucked up. Know anything about that?”
Fee frowned. “What?”
“Nothing. See for yourself.”
All the invitation she needed. “Yeah, I think I’ll tell them hello.”