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I hadn't had a fight in almost teeks That was the crux of it Slate was out of town, and everyone else at Hex was toowithme off I had no outlet, so it was just all built-up inside
"Co an ar his head "I can't handle all these women myself I mean I can," he went on, s work, and I would need a serious protein and electrolyte regimen for a week after Take a couple off my hands, would you?"
Cyrus was an easy guy to get along with If you needed such a thing, he was the ideal wingood time even when his more staid brother wasn't And unlike Edison, he didn't scare the chicks aith his dark and lethal vibe In actuality, wo personality We had spent ether when no one else was interested
Norrab another bottle, and follow him to the chicks
"'Sup?" he asked when I didn't answer, as two guysdown on the couch, each with a beer cradled between their hands
"You wore another MC's cut in here?" I asked at almost the same time The leather was old and soft, the patches frayed and dirty froe
"Lost ninety-percent of our MC to a raid a year back Until we have new cuts to wear, ill keep wearing these"
You didn't even need to read between the lines to see that they were bikers through and through, likely raised in an MC It was in the ease hich they were inside a compound, surrounded by other bikers and clubwhores and arb
Both were big, not quite as mammoth as Wolf, but close The one who spoke hite with tats snaking down his arms and across his neck, soray eyes The tops of his hands were crisscrossed with scars in all stages of age, and there was one nasty one that cut through both his lips
The other was roughly the saiant shoulders and uarded, and while he was in a relaxed position, everything about hiy like he could jump up at anytime if he needed to
"I' the ar out to thean"
"Sugar," the first one said,a sar? His voice had an accent too- soe mix of other New York accents which a "And this is Virgin" Oh for fuck's sake At Cy's raised brow, Sugar shrugged "Because he doesn't give a fuck"
"What was your MC in?" I asked, knowing for da cookies for charities and nice slow rides up and down the coastline that ht there on their chests were one-percent badges And you didn't wear them if you were some bullshit weekend warrior