I didn’t plan on getting anyone’s attention except Siren’s. “Just stick to the plan.”
“And which plan is that? Duck and cover, or pretend I’m fucking Daytona’s biggest man-whore?”
Un-fucking-believable. “We went over this.”
“Yeah, you stormed into the shop before closing and told me I was going to be your date tonight.”
“Just cover my shit.” If anyone could pull off distracting a bunch of bikers in a biker bar, it was Kendall and her come-fuck-me leather outfits. It was why I’d come for her the second we’d confirmed Carter had taken Siren with him tonight. “You run into a problem, use the earpiece. André and his men are in the back parkin’ lot.”
Kendall slipped a finger to her ear. “You hear that, André? Talon just threw you under the bus.”
André’s chuckle filled my ear. “Wouldn’t be the first time, chica. By the way, did I tell you that you look smoking hot tonight?”
Kendall rolled her eyes at me and touched her ear again. “Put it back in your pants, little boy, and call me in a decade when you know what to do with a woman.”
“Copy that, chica.” André laughed harder. “I’ll be sure to get lots of experience between now and then.”
Enough with the bullshit. I pulled Kendall’s hand away from her ear. “Tell Siren to come to the back office or give her the note. Don’t let anyone hear or see you do it. Got it?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” She smoothed a hand over her hair and didn’t give me a second glance. Her ass swaying as she crossed the bar, she plopped down on a stool next to one of the LCs playing pool with Carter.
“What’s up, Drifter?” Kendall’s voice came through my mic.
The one she called Drifter sized her up. “Not looking to get my dick bit off is what’s up. Whatdaya want?”
“What do you think I want?” she asked in a singsong voice.
“The crazy-ass shit you pull, who fucking knows?”
Kendall rolled her eyes and dropped the pretense. “Just get me a beer, asshole.”
“Or what? You gonna call Daddy?” He laughed.
“No.” An evil smile lit up Kendall’s face. “I’ll just make sure Candle knows you want pink pinstriping on your sorry-ass Roadster next time you bring it into the shop.”
Drifter puffed his chest out. “My bike’s a fucking classic.”
Siren backed up a foot and glanced at Randy but he was busy taking a shot.
“It’s a pussy bike,” Kendall said loudly.
Randy and three other men all turned toward Kendall.
Drifter moved in on her and got in her face. “What’d you fucking say?”
Jesus Christ. I should’ve known this was going to be over before it started.
Kendall leaned around Drifter’s massive frame. “Hey Randy, what’s up? You stab and kidnap any more women this week?”
“Fuck me,” I muttered.
“Boss?” André’s voice came over the mic.
I touched the button on the piece in my ear. “If she wasn’t sittin’ three feet from Siren, I’d fuckin’ leave her here to teach her a lesson.”
Kendall’s hand came up behind her and she flipped me the bird.
“Stop being a cunt, Kendall.” Randy crossed his arms around his cue stick and glanced at Drifter. “You gonna let some whore call you a pussy?”
Drifter shook his head like he was trying to clear an alcoholic fog from his brain then he reached for Kendall. He wasn’t even close to fast enough. Kendall slid off the stool and stepped around him.
“What was that, Randy?” Kendall leaned close to Carter and as she did, she discreetly pressed a small piece of paper into Siren’s hand. “I didn’t hear you. Did you call me a cunt or was that a whore?”
Siren looked at her hand then her shoulders stiffened. With the slightest of movements, she glanced across the bar.
Randy laughed and fist bumped an LC standing next to him. “Yeah, I fucking called you a cunt and a whore. What of it?”
Kendall abruptly spun around to face Siren. “You sleep with this piece of shit? Doesn’t it make you feel sick to your stomach?”
Siren’s eyes went wide as fuck.
“Hey!” Randy snapped.
“Yeah, I can totally see it.” Kendall ignored Randy. “You even look sick to your stomach. You should go use the bathroom, splash some water on your face or something. You look like shit.”
Randy grabbed Kendall’s arm and spun her around. “Leave her alone, bitch.”
Kendall glanced pointedly at his hand on her arm then at him. “You want to know the best part about being Candle’s bitch?”