are aware of that fact, trust me. They seem real nice…”
“They’d better.” Ace heard a male voice, but couldn’t make out the words. “Fifteen minutes Marty.”
“We are on our way back now. Don’t get your panties in a bunch.”
“Watch it.”
“Sorry. See you in fifteen.”
Ace hung up the phone and fumed a little. She knew better than to run off without letting him know. He knew Tommy and Jack would keep her safe, both men were close to making brother and wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize that, but Marty was his only blood kin and he couldn’t stand the thought of her in danger.
“I’m going to get her Janice.” Ace raised his voice so Janice could hear him down the hall.
She poked her head out of the bathroom and gave him a thumbs up before she disappeared again. That woman was something else.
Ace couldn’t help the grin that curled his lips. She had been something else last night too. He adjusted his pants as he thought. The clubhouse was only five minutes away…
He made his way to the bathroom. Janice looked up when he stepped into the room.
“I’ve got ten minutes.” He started unbuckling his belt and watched as her cheeks pinked. She didn’t resist him when he pulled her to her feel and stood her in front of the mirror. She only sighed when he pulled her shirt over her head and she moaned when he ran his hand down her belly.
“I want to watch your tits while I fuck you.”
He eased her shorts down and she stepped out of them as he slowly pushed her to the sink. He grabbed her ass and forced her to stand on the toes so he could get a better angel. Then he slid into her tight sheath and almost lost his mind.
Marty chewed her lip as she waited for Ace to pick her up. She hadn’t thought anything about riding to town with Tommy and Jack even though they had seemed a little apprehensive. What was the big deal? Ace hadn’t been happy though and that worried her. She heard cursing from the garage where the men worked on their bikes and stuck her head inside.
“You stupid piece of shit.”
She saw Jack lying on the floor with blood pouring from his nose. She ran in before she thought.
“What the hell is going on?”
She looked up to find Mike standing over Jack.
“I have a name for you, asshole! That suits you to a t!! Where the hell do you get off shoving everybody around?”
Jack had recovered enough to stand and push Marty behind him as he faced Mike again.
“Shut the fuck up. You don’t get to talk to me and you still owe me a bike wash.” Mike said as he glared at her.
“This is between me and you Mike. Leave Marty out of it.”
“Fuck you Jack. You are nothing! I will beat the shit out of you and do as I pleas with her so shut the fuck up.”
Jack gritted his teeth. “Marty. You need to clear out of here right now and I mean it.”
Marty looked at Jack and for the first time since that first morning in the club house, she felt real fear. She had never been so glad to hear Ace’s bike in all her life. He stepped through the doors and surveyed the scene before frowning at Marty.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Ace demanded.
“Teaching this piece of shit a lesson and your kid got in the way. You need to teach her a few manners Ace.”
“We’ve never had trouble Mike, but you keep on my kid and we’ll start. I’ll not get in the middle of you and Jack, but you leave Marty out of it. Marty let’s go.”
“You can’t just let him do this. Jack won’t fight him. You can’t let Mike kill him.”
“Hush. Jack can handle whatever Mike dishes out. It’s all part of being a prospect. He’s too close to brother to want me to step in.”
“Bunch of barbarians! I can’t see how any of you ever find women who could stand the sight of
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