usually because I did all the work. I haven’t been
fucked well ever. I hate you a little right now.”
“That’s okay. I
hate you all the time. Look at this house and your parents. I also like how
nicely you tan. I usually get blotchy.”
Bailey smiled
again and this one brightened her eyes. “I like that you’re jealous of me. I know
I shouldn’t feel that way, but I do.”
“Don’t worry
about pretending to be nice around me. I like having a bitchy friend. Lark has
been my best friend since birth and her niceness makes me feel like an
asshole.”
“I think she’s
nice because she’s tiny. If she were taller, she could be a bitch more. That’s
my theory anyway.”
“Probably. What
she lacks in size and strength, she makes up for in speed. I could never catch
the little bitch when we’d play tag. I guess everyone has their skills.”
Bailey dipped
her head into the water then came back up refreshed. “Don’t get too attached to
Vaughn.”
“Not a problem.
He’s a fuck buddy. Well, he was. I don’t know after he ditched me. The guy is
weird.”
“Very weird, but
he’s allowed to be that way because of how he’ll be dead soon.”
Goosebumps rose
over my skin and I shivered. Vaughn wasn’t a nice guy and he pissed me off.
Despite his asshole personality, he was full of life and I couldn’t imagine all
of his energy snuffed out.
“Why dead?” I
asked quietly. “I knew he was an outlaw or something from his old motorcycle
club. What happened?”
Bailey shrugged
and glanced around. “No one really tells me anything. I just know he showed up
years ago with some girl and Pop said he killed an important asshole in the
Devils. He’s been on borrowed time since then. I don’t know why, but lately the
Devils are pushing hard to have Vaughn killed.”
“What girl?”
“Harlow. I saw her when they arrived and she was around my age. Beat up and skittish. She
reminded of the old cat I had. We found Rainbow by the pond and she was kind of
feral. We cleaned her up and fed her and took care of her, but every little
noise made her run and hide. She was scared of the dogs. Sawyer would get loud
and the cat would hide for hours. Eventually, she just ran off. That’s how Harlow seemed. Everything made her jump and she was always hiding behind Vaughn. If he
moved, she moved with him.”
“Where is she
now?”
“The cat or Harlow?”
“Both.”
“I don’t know
about Rainbow. Dogs probably ate her. Harlow lives with the Todds. They take in
runaways or other fucked up kids from clubs. Like a charity or something. Tad
Todds is the local minister for the Reapers. He’s all religious, but not in a
boring lame way. Anyway, they had moved to Tennessee for the ministry, but came
back when the Devils said they wanted Harlow dead too.”
“Sounds like
bullshit. Vaughn’s one guy. Who could he have killed that was such a big deal?”
“Who cares?
Vaughn was their enforcer. He cleaned up the Devils’ messes then went and made
a mess. They want him cleaned now.”
“Your dad won’t
let that happen, will he?”
Even knowing I
sounded like a whiny kid, Vaughn was too beautiful and funny to die. I imagined
him saving that girl and being a hero. While I wasn’t an idealistic person, I
liked the thought of him killing an evil fuck and plucking the abused child
from hell.
Vaughn was just special.
I wasn’t sure why he was special besides the sex and how he made me laugh. No
matter what made him remarkable, I wanted him to live a long happy life.
“Pop’s not
really running stuff anymore. It’s on Coop and cutting Vaughn loose might be
easier than dealing with the Devils’ shit.”
“It’d make him
look weak,” I said, immediately regretting the words.
“Cooper isn’t
weak,” Bailey hissed and I thought she might hit me. I knew I’d hit her back
and things would get messy. “He has to think about the whole club and the
family business. That’s not easy. You don’t know the pressure,
fucked well ever. I hate you a little right now.”
“That’s okay. I
hate you all the time. Look at this house and your parents. I also like how
nicely you tan. I usually get blotchy.”
Bailey smiled
again and this one brightened her eyes. “I like that you’re jealous of me. I know
I shouldn’t feel that way, but I do.”
“Don’t worry
about pretending to be nice around me. I like having a bitchy friend. Lark has
been my best friend since birth and her niceness makes me feel like an
asshole.”
“I think she’s
nice because she’s tiny. If she were taller, she could be a bitch more. That’s
my theory anyway.”
“Probably. What
she lacks in size and strength, she makes up for in speed. I could never catch
the little bitch when we’d play tag. I guess everyone has their skills.”
Bailey dipped
her head into the water then came back up refreshed. “Don’t get too attached to
Vaughn.”
“Not a problem.
He’s a fuck buddy. Well, he was. I don’t know after he ditched me. The guy is
weird.”
“Very weird, but
he’s allowed to be that way because of how he’ll be dead soon.”
Goosebumps rose
over my skin and I shivered. Vaughn wasn’t a nice guy and he pissed me off.
Despite his asshole personality, he was full of life and I couldn’t imagine all
of his energy snuffed out.
“Why dead?” I
asked quietly. “I knew he was an outlaw or something from his old motorcycle
club. What happened?”
Bailey shrugged
and glanced around. “No one really tells me anything. I just know he showed up
years ago with some girl and Pop said he killed an important asshole in the
Devils. He’s been on borrowed time since then. I don’t know why, but lately the
Devils are pushing hard to have Vaughn killed.”
“What girl?”
“Harlow. I saw her when they arrived and she was around my age. Beat up and skittish. She
reminded of the old cat I had. We found Rainbow by the pond and she was kind of
feral. We cleaned her up and fed her and took care of her, but every little
noise made her run and hide. She was scared of the dogs. Sawyer would get loud
and the cat would hide for hours. Eventually, she just ran off. That’s how Harlow seemed. Everything made her jump and she was always hiding behind Vaughn. If he
moved, she moved with him.”
“Where is she
now?”
“The cat or Harlow?”
“Both.”
“I don’t know
about Rainbow. Dogs probably ate her. Harlow lives with the Todds. They take in
runaways or other fucked up kids from clubs. Like a charity or something. Tad
Todds is the local minister for the Reapers. He’s all religious, but not in a
boring lame way. Anyway, they had moved to Tennessee for the ministry, but came
back when the Devils said they wanted Harlow dead too.”
“Sounds like
bullshit. Vaughn’s one guy. Who could he have killed that was such a big deal?”
“Who cares?
Vaughn was their enforcer. He cleaned up the Devils’ messes then went and made
a mess. They want him cleaned now.”
“Your dad won’t
let that happen, will he?”
Even knowing I
sounded like a whiny kid, Vaughn was too beautiful and funny to die. I imagined
him saving that girl and being a hero. While I wasn’t an idealistic person, I
liked the thought of him killing an evil fuck and plucking the abused child
from hell.
Vaughn was just special.
I wasn’t sure why he was special besides the sex and how he made me laugh. No
matter what made him remarkable, I wanted him to live a long happy life.
“Pop’s not
really running stuff anymore. It’s on Coop and cutting Vaughn loose might be
easier than dealing with the Devils’ shit.”
“It’d make him
look weak,” I said, immediately regretting the words.
“Cooper isn’t
weak,” Bailey hissed and I thought she might hit me. I knew I’d hit her back
and things would get messy. “He has to think about the whole club and the
family business. That’s not easy. You don’t know the pressure,
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