He’d have to find another princesssoon.
Chapter Five
“Where were youlast night?” Puck asked.
Rags pulled out a chair, its metal legs scraping against the floor. “Riding.”
“You missed a good party, dude,” Puck said, as he picked up his breakfast burrito.
“The chicks were hot as fuck,” Tank said, plopping down at the table.
Rags shrugged. “They usually are.”
“But last night was exceptional.” Tank waved over one of the club girls.
“You say that about most of the parties and the chicks.” Rags picked up his coffee mug and took a sip; he grimaced, the bitter coffee filling his mouth as he swallowed. “Who the fuck made this?”
“Did you want something, honey?” Charlotte said, draping an arm around Tank.
“Fry me up some bacon and eggs, sweetie, and”—he pointed at Rags—“bring him a better cup of coffee.”
“Sure thing, sexy.” Charlotte turned toward Rags and leaned over, her low neckline showing off her ample breasts.
The conversation at the table paused. Rags’s dick twitched, and he looked away.
“What’s wrong with your coffee, sugar?”
“It’s shitty. Who made it?”
“I don’t know, but I’ll make you a fresh cup.” She winked at him, straightened up, and glanced at Tank. “And I’ll be back with your breakfast.”
Tank swatted her butt lightly, and she giggled while walking away. The three men exchanged glances, their eyes following the hypnotic roll of her hips as she walked away.
“Fuck,” Rags said.
“Damn, I think I’ll forget my breakfast for now.” Tank pushed away from the table. “I’ll tell one of the other sweet butts to get you a cup of coffee.”
“No worries, I have to get going.”
“Later, dudes.”
Rags watched as Tank walked toward the kitchen.
“Charlotte is sexy as fuck,” Puck said, then took another large bite of his burrito.
“Yeah.” Rags rose to his feet. “Whaddaya doing today?”
“I’m working at the dispensary. We’ve been crazy busy over there. Chas spotted me the other day ’cause Banger wanted me to look into something.”
“Really? What did our prez want?”
“There’s some shit happening with a fucked up renegade club in Henderson.”
“The assholes who call themselves Devil’s Reign? What’s going on with them?”
“Banger just wanted me, Rock, Diesel, and Smokey to check them out. They’re making some noise that Banger and Hawk aren’t down with. It’ll come up at church.”
“When are these fuckin’ wannabes gonna figure out Insurgents rule in Colorado? Shit, they’re all a pain in the ass.”