Chapter 37
Charlie
“ A re you sure I look good in this?” I ask Riley for the fifth time.
After our epic party last night, I invited her to get ready with me for the party tonight. Everyone but the prospects knows the club is having a patch party tonight. It’s my first all adult club rager.
I’ve already been warned the other two chapters are coming and they’ll bring their dolls/bunnies with them. And that there will be hang arounds and women from town coming in all to get a piece of biker ass.
That’s fine by me as long as they leave my man alone. I won’t shank a bitch, but I will kick their ass. Wizard is my man. I don’t know why this shit is running through my brain. Yes, I do. We’ve only had sex once. It was amazing. Things have been so crazy we haven’t had time to be together again. He’s eight years younger than me and he has easy access to a lot of pussy. Why would he want mine?
“Get out of your head, Charlie,” Riley says.
“How did you know?”
“I can tell, and for that, we’re changing your outfit.”
“What? No.”
“Oh yeah. I stopped by the dolls’ rooms earlier. I didn’t bring anything with me suitable for tonight’s party and I want to turn Doc on his ear. For the fuck of it.”
“You like him.”
“I like to goad him. It’s kind of fun.”
I laugh. “Fine, what am I wearing? We’re going to be late if we don’t decide.”
“We’ll both change and be fashionably late. I have an idea.”
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Thirty minutes later, we stroll into Lagniappe. I swear on a stack of Bibles everyone stops and stares. My hair is pulled back from my face yet cascaded onto my bare shoulders and down my back in gentle waves. I’m wearing a black leather cropped halter that ends a few inches below my boobs. Sexy jean shorts hang low on my hips and show the barest hint of my ass. Black suede boots end a few inches below my thighs.
Silver waterfall earrings mingle with my hair and brush the top of my shoulders. I’m wearing smokey eye shadow and siren red lips. To complete the outfit, I have a red flannel shirt tied around my waist. Thank you Bunnie xo for Riley’s outfit inspiration.
After she made me strip, she pulled up a photo of the celeb in a video with a few of her girlfriends. Two of them wore similar outfits to the ones we have on. I see Doc first. His jaw is literally hanging open. Devil elbows him in the ribs and slaps his jaw shut.
“Someone call 9-1-1; this house is on FIRE !” Wizard says, hurrying towards me. He sweeps me up into his arms, picking me up off the floor. His lips coming down in a punishing kiss. I open for him. His tongue instantly plunders my mouth. I moan and wrap my legs around him.
The cheers around us grow louder. Wizard continues to kiss me. Eventually we pull apart.
“You like the outfit?”
“I’ll show you how much I like the outfit a little later.”
“Riley put it together and demanded I wear it.”
“I owe her a big thank you.”
“You can never go wrong with wine and chocolate as a thank you,” Riley says, giving Wizard a saucy wink.
“She could do better,” a deep voice says.
I turn to look at the newcomer. He is maybe an inch taller than Wizard, with thick dark hair cut short and brilliant blue eyes. His beard and mustache are neatly trimmed, and his eyes sparkle with mischief.
“Is that so?” I ask.
He nods his head and smiles. “It is. You can give me a chance. I don’t see a ring or a cut.”
Wizard growls. Literally growls at the man.
“Ryker, watch it. I don’t care if you're the Houston president. You’re messing with my woman.”
Ryker throws back his head and laughs, then slaps Wizard on the back.
“I’m only pulling your leg, brother. Seriously though, where do you guys find all these incredible women?”
Wizard puffs out his chest. “We’re good that way. Spitfire, this is Ryker. He’s the president of our Houston chapter. Ryker, this is Charlie, my girlfriend.”
“Nice to meet you,” I say.
“Believe me, the pleasure is all mine. If you get bored, you can always come to Houston,” he says with a grin and a wink.
Wizard pulls me closer to him. I hide my smile. I’m not so secretly thrilled he’s this possessive. He threads his fingers through mine, then tugs me away from Ryker.
“Forza tesoro, ho delle persone da presentarti.”
I go with him, waving at Ryker as my man leads me off to meet people. We stop in front of a group of men.
“Spitfire, these are a few of the guys from Baton Rouge. Chief, the president and cofounder of the Kings. Trinity, VP and co-founder. Bug, their IT guy. Hammer their Sergeant at Arms and Preacher.”
I shake each of their hands, surprised when half of them give me hugs. After a few minutes of chatting, Wizard drags me to get some food and something to drink. Tables laden with food line one entire wall of the massive bar. How cool is it to have a full-size bar inside of the clubhouse.
We load up our plates and find a spot to sit. Nitro, Lucia, Boomer and Olivia are sitting at the same table. The conversation flows easily as we all chat. I have just finished my first plate of food when Gambit steps onto the large stage in the corner of the bar. He taps the microphone.
“Brothers, prospects, please join me on stage.”
Wizard drops a quick kiss on my lips and heads up to the stage with the others. One by one all the Kings take the stage, including the Baton Rouge and Houston Chapters. Over fifty jean-clad, cut-wearing, tattooed bikers are standing on that stage now. That’s a fuck ton of hotness and testosterone.
“Tully, stand, front and center.” Gambit says.
I watch the young man move from the crowd to stand in front of Gambit.
“Papa, take his cut.”
Tully pales when they pull the prospect cut from his shoulders.
“Tully, you’ve prospected for us for over a year. It’s pastime we fucking change that horrible ass name and that ratty prospect cut.”
I watch as Blue hands Papa a bag. Papa takes a cut out of the bag and slips it over the prospect’s shoulders. I watch as Tully looks down at the name on this new cut. His face lights up.
“Kings, meet our newest member, Ace.”
Cheers go up around the bar. Foot stomping, applause, hollers and calls. The noise is nearly deafening, but the smile on Ace’s face says it all.
Everyone begins to file off the stage. Wizard heads straight for me. When he reaches me, he pulls me into a kiss and kisses me until I’m weak in the knees before picking me up and sitting me on top of the table nearby.
Cheers break out again as she hops on top of the table with me. Gambit whistles and quiets everyone down. The crowd quiets down again.
“Spitfire, since the moment I laid eyes on you in that parking lot, I knew you were the one for me. Will you be my ol’ lady?”
Tears prick at the corners of my eyes. I can’t speak past the enormous lump in my throat, so I nod. He pulls me in for another kiss. Blue hands him a bag. He takes out the cut and hands it to me. I look at the back. It says, ‘Property of Wizard’. The front has ‘Spitfire’ on it. He slips it on me. I beam with pride.