money elsewhere,” I snap.
I’m all out of patience now.
“Come on Zachery, let’s get out of here.”
It’s not until we’re in the car relishing in the cool blast of cold air on our skin that it sinks in what he said. I had guessed they were trouble. My instinct was somewhat calmed after meeting Alannah and spending time with Slade.
My dad always used to say ‘Don’t judge anyone who walks in your door, the exterior almost never reflects the true interior’. I had seen it for myself time and time again in the shop. Clean shaven men wearing their sharp expensive suits coming in to pawn their wives diamonds. You would think they had plenty of money by their appearances, but no, they would argue the price we would give them wasn’t enough.
So far, Slade and Alannah haven’t shown me anything but kindness. There isn’t anything I could say or do that would warrant trouble from them as far as I’m concerned.
Maybe it is time to move on, some place where the weather isn’t so hot and muggy. Miami doesn’t feel like home anymore without my dad there. Maybe I’ll head to my Aunt Helen and see my mom. I know she misses us desperately.
I turn on the ignition and decide to find out what I can about Billy before leaving this town. I don’t need to speak to any of the bikers, only Alannah.
As I drive onto their club ground, it feels like I have entered a different universe. I park in the same spot I did last time I was here and turn the engine off. The shutters to my side are all open this time and guys are working on bikes and cars. With the sun blazing some of the guys are shirtless, the scene before me is ridiculous. Of course I have seen shirtless guys with abs before but this view in front of me was nothing compared to them back home.
By one of the bikes there are two more shirtless guys, one was pure muscles and a colourful picture of ink. I remember seeing him when I first came here. The other guy has his back to me, he isn’t as big muscle wise as the other guy but there is something much hotter about him. The way his muscles move around his shoulders as he flips a bike part from hand to hand in front of him as he listens to what the other guy is saying is memorizing.
Maybe it’s a law around here that you have to have tattoos and have abs straight from a sports magazine. With the air-conditioning on and this view, I didn’t have any intention of moving. If outright leering over hot, half naked guys working on their bikes was trouble, then I will quite happily throw myself straight in the middle of it. Okay, so if a guy’s back is turning me on this much then it’s definitely time to start thinking of my needs.
My illusion of hotness around here was immediately shattered when a guy who must be in his late forties or possibly early fifties with his bare chest out only marginally covered by his cut strolled by. The sight of his beer belly is enough to snap me back to reality and get my ass out of the car.
The sound of my door closing gets the attention of the guys by the bike. I release a sigh of relief when I see one of the guys is Slade. As soon as he sees me, his lop-sided grin breaks free and he jogs over.
I wish I hadn’t released my last breath, the sight of him coming towards me catches me off guard.
My mouth goes dry and I struggle to swallow. I never thought about what he looks like under his clothes, but right now, all I’m able to do is imagine him on top of me with no pants on either.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” he asks.
“I wanted to see Alannah before I leave.”
“You’re leaving? I thought you were undecided?”
“I’m going to go see my mom, stay there for a while until I figure things out,” I smile.
His lop-sided grin disappears.
“If the manager at the motel fixes the air-con in our room, I might be tempted to stay,” I joke, trying to coax his smile back.
“I see,” he frowns, “Would I be able to tempt you to stay?” he asks, stepping a
I’m all out of patience now.
“Come on Zachery, let’s get out of here.”
It’s not until we’re in the car relishing in the cool blast of cold air on our skin that it sinks in what he said. I had guessed they were trouble. My instinct was somewhat calmed after meeting Alannah and spending time with Slade.
My dad always used to say ‘Don’t judge anyone who walks in your door, the exterior almost never reflects the true interior’. I had seen it for myself time and time again in the shop. Clean shaven men wearing their sharp expensive suits coming in to pawn their wives diamonds. You would think they had plenty of money by their appearances, but no, they would argue the price we would give them wasn’t enough.
So far, Slade and Alannah haven’t shown me anything but kindness. There isn’t anything I could say or do that would warrant trouble from them as far as I’m concerned.
Maybe it is time to move on, some place where the weather isn’t so hot and muggy. Miami doesn’t feel like home anymore without my dad there. Maybe I’ll head to my Aunt Helen and see my mom. I know she misses us desperately.
I turn on the ignition and decide to find out what I can about Billy before leaving this town. I don’t need to speak to any of the bikers, only Alannah.
As I drive onto their club ground, it feels like I have entered a different universe. I park in the same spot I did last time I was here and turn the engine off. The shutters to my side are all open this time and guys are working on bikes and cars. With the sun blazing some of the guys are shirtless, the scene before me is ridiculous. Of course I have seen shirtless guys with abs before but this view in front of me was nothing compared to them back home.
By one of the bikes there are two more shirtless guys, one was pure muscles and a colourful picture of ink. I remember seeing him when I first came here. The other guy has his back to me, he isn’t as big muscle wise as the other guy but there is something much hotter about him. The way his muscles move around his shoulders as he flips a bike part from hand to hand in front of him as he listens to what the other guy is saying is memorizing.
Maybe it’s a law around here that you have to have tattoos and have abs straight from a sports magazine. With the air-conditioning on and this view, I didn’t have any intention of moving. If outright leering over hot, half naked guys working on their bikes was trouble, then I will quite happily throw myself straight in the middle of it. Okay, so if a guy’s back is turning me on this much then it’s definitely time to start thinking of my needs.
My illusion of hotness around here was immediately shattered when a guy who must be in his late forties or possibly early fifties with his bare chest out only marginally covered by his cut strolled by. The sight of his beer belly is enough to snap me back to reality and get my ass out of the car.
The sound of my door closing gets the attention of the guys by the bike. I release a sigh of relief when I see one of the guys is Slade. As soon as he sees me, his lop-sided grin breaks free and he jogs over.
I wish I hadn’t released my last breath, the sight of him coming towards me catches me off guard.
My mouth goes dry and I struggle to swallow. I never thought about what he looks like under his clothes, but right now, all I’m able to do is imagine him on top of me with no pants on either.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” he asks.
“I wanted to see Alannah before I leave.”
“You’re leaving? I thought you were undecided?”
“I’m going to go see my mom, stay there for a while until I figure things out,” I smile.
His lop-sided grin disappears.
“If the manager at the motel fixes the air-con in our room, I might be tempted to stay,” I joke, trying to coax his smile back.
“I see,” he frowns, “Would I be able to tempt you to stay?” he asks, stepping a
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