Angels from Hell: A Biker Erotic Romance by A. L. Summers Read Free Book Online

move to the pay table. Shep waits until the rider steps forward to present his tag. Beside each number on the whiteboard there is now an elapsed time. The last rider to arrive walks up. He removes his helmet and Charlie’s sweaty face emerges, split into a huge smile.
     
    Charlie pumps his fist into the air. He pulls the dog tag from around his neck and hands it to Shep. Shep compares the number on the tag to the numbers on the board. He makes a big show out of checking the elapsed times, before handing the tag first to one armed man, then the other. The men perform the same ritual, then hand the tag back to Shep. Then, the three men produce their keys and unlock the box. Shep, slowly and loudly, counts the money. He places it back in the envelope and hands it to Charlie. The two armed men step from behind the table and stand on either side of Charlie. It is clear that robbing him would require the robber take care of them first.
     
    ***
     
    It takes two hours for Shep and the rest of the staff to breakdown the equipment and get everything loaded into the two trucks. Charlie left hours ago under guard. As the last truck leaves, it is just Shep and I standing alone in the darkness.
     
    “What should we do now?” Shep asks.
     
    “Aren’t you going to take me home?” I ask.
     
    “Of course. But then what?”
     
    “Then…you can buy me breakfast. But not too early.”
     
    Shep smiles and lowers his lips to mine. “Anything the lady wants.”