The next day, I made our reservations and started mentally planning our activities. To my surprise, Chase called me while I was at work to ask if Ember and Dash, as well as Duke and Reese, could join us. One quick phone call to change the reservations and we were set.
Hilarie rode with Titan and me to Croftridge Thursday after work. I was almost to the clubhouse when Hilarie said, “This doesn’t seem right. Did you miss a turn or something?”
“Sorry, I think you’re right. I was thinking about our vacation, and I must have zoned out.” Shit. She still didn’t know about the club. How in the hell were we going to keep that from her for the next four days?
When we pulled up to Chase’s place a few minutes later, both him and Shaker were standing on the porch waiting for us. Chase came down to help me with my bags while Shaker went back inside. I glanced at Chase and started to say something, but he subtly shook his head. I bit my tongue, but I would be asking him about it later. Chase smoothly reached over and grabbed Hilarie’s bags in addition to mine and carried them to his car.
After a quick bathroom break for Titan, Chase unlocked his car and instructed us to climb in. I looked at the car, then back at him. “Uh, Chase, dear, this isn’t going to work. Where is Titan going to sit?”
“Fuck!” he cursed and rubbed the back of his neck. “I’ll call Dash and see if they have room for him.”
“They would need to come here to pick him up,” I said, widening my eyes slightly in an attempt to make him understand what I wasn’t saying. We couldn’t take Titan to Dash because he was probably at the clubhouse with Duke and Reese to drop James off with Phoenix and Annabelle for the weekend.
“Fuck this,” Shaker said in annoyance. Jabbing a finger in Hilarie’s direction, he went on, “I’m not going to keep hiding who I am just because she is around, and it was fucking wrong of you to ask me to.”
“I didn’t ask you to do anything you weren’t already doing. You didn’t tell her because you didn’t want a ‘cut slut.’ I only asked you to keep your mouth shut for a few more weeks, but go ahead, brother, be who you are,” Chase spat, making a grand hand gesture toward Shaker.
Titan had been silently standing in front of me while they shouted over the car, but he started a low growl when Shaker grabbed something from his bike and stomped back toward us.
Glaring at Titan, he roughly slid his arms into his cut and proudly displayed himself in front of Hilarie. “I’m a fucking Blackwing.”
Hilarie smirked. “I can see that. What’s your point?”
He eyed her suspiciously. “You don’t seem surprised to find out you’ve been hanging out with a bunch of bikers. Oh, and fucking one of them.”
“Shaker,” I admonished, but it fell on deaf ears.
Hilarie let out a humorless laugh. “Seriously?” She pointed over her shoulder at Chase. “He is the very essence of a biker. You both ride motorcycles. Hell, over half the parking lot was filled with bikes at that wedding that took place at a very compound-like place. Several times you received a phone call and had to run out the door, saying you were called into work. So, the only thing I find surprising is that you thought I didn’t know.”
Shaker growled at her, “You won’t get my cut.”
She scoffed. “I don’t fucking want it.”
“Enough!” Chase bellowed. “You two will not ruin my girl’s weekend. You have two minutes to decide if you’re coming or staying. We’ll wait in the car.” He opened the car door for Titan and me to get in before he walked around the car and climbed into the driver’s seat.
“Sorry, baby,” he said, reaching for me.
“Shh! I want to hear what they’re saying,” I whisper-yelled, shooing him away with my hands.
Shaker grunted and stalked toward his bike. “Get on.”
Hilarie glanced over her shoulder at me, rolled her eyes, and followed Shaker to his bike.
“That was strange,” I commented as Chase pulled onto the road.
“It was, but let’s forget about it and enjoy our weekend.”
A little over two hours later, we were the first to arrive at the lake house I had booked for the next four days. “Are you sure this is the right place?” Chase asked.
“Yes, why?”
“It’s huge, Harper. We didn’t need a place this big for four couples.”
I cleared my throat. “I have no desire to hear my brother giving it to your sister nor do I want them to hear us. I assumed you felt the same.”
He grinned mischievously. “Indeed, I do. I’ll reward your foresight later tonight.”
We took a quick tour of the house before unloading his car. It was a lot bigger than it looked from the outside, but I got a good deal on it, and it was too late to get a refund anyway. I had chosen this particular house because it had bedrooms on all three levels and each bedroom had an adjoining bathroom. “I thought we could take the bedroom on the third floor and let our siblings choose one of the rooms on the first floor.”