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Kelp raised his brows. “Tavy didn’t tell us you were hot.”
“Uh, sorry?” I looked at Tavy in confusion.
“Oh, honey, don’t be sorry,” Kelp drawled.
“She’s off limits,” Tavy said, placing her hands on her hips.
“Stand down, Tav.” I smirked.
My pugnacious friend relaxed from her fighting stance.
It was amusing to think that Tavy could warn off three virile, testosterone-riddled bikers. And maybe if I hadn’t just had a two-night stand with Smoke, I would’ve been interested in sowing my wild revenge oats with one of them.
But as it was, none of them did anything for me. There was no belly flip. No crackle of desire, no tingle of excitement.
We all headed inside the clubhouse. It was clean and well organized, but it was clear men spent a good deal of time there. The furniture and decor was masculine, and there were several framed pictures on the wall. Oddly enough, I’d been expecting posters of half-naked women on motorcycles, not black and white prints of famous musicians and vinyl album sleeves.
“Can I make you a margarita?” Raze asked me.
“Just water for me,” I said.
“Smoke?” Raze looked to his biker brother who hadn’t fully come into the room.
“Nah. I’m gonna get the suitcases.”
“I’ll help,” I said.
“I don’t need help,” Smoke said. His tone sounded off, but he suddenly grinned. “I got it. Relax.”
He disappeared through the door.
“Enchilada, taco, or burrito?” Tavy asked as she went into the connected kitchen.
“Yes, please,” I said with a smile.
Tavy grinned back as she fixed me a plate and brought it to me.
“So,” Bones said. “Tavy told us your ex cheated on you.”
“Tavy,” I snapped.
“What?” She took a seat in one of the chairs and reached for her glass, which looked more ice than cocktail. “It’s not like I told them we got arrested.” She gave me a cheeky grin.
“Wait, wait, wait,” Kelp said. “You guys got arrested? When?”
“On my last night in town,” Tavy announced. “We had to call Dad to bail us out of jail.”
I had taken a bite of the carnitas taco, and it took me a moment to put in my two cents. “It’s not an exciting story.”
“You don’t have to be embarrassed,” Bones said. “Most of us have been behind bars at one time or another. Probably for a lot worse than what you two did.”
I raised my brows.
Has Smoke been in jail?
Then I remembered what he’d said about his sordid past. These men, no doubt, had the same kind of skeletons in their closets.
“So come on, let’s trade war stories,” Raze said. He picked up the bottle of tequila and came over to the couch where he took a seat. Kelp was at the other end and Bones leaned against the kitchen peninsula counter.
