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“Where’s the doc?” Linc asked. “She going to take a while? Do I have enough time to get my dick sucked?”
“By who?” Priest asked. “Slade? You two are holding hands over there.”
“Fuck you,” Linc groaned with a smile.
Priest grabbed between his legs. “Aw, buddy, if you want it that bad, I’d break you in half with this monster.”
“Can all the dick sucking and fucking stop for a minute here?” Cyrus asked.
The door swung open and Deed led the doctor in.
“Love hearing that language already,” Dr. Hazel said. “You never really get used to it.”
Cyrus turned and jumped toward Dr. Hazel.
He offered his hand to her and lowered his head. “Doc…”
“Jess,” she said. “And skip the royalty stuff, huh? There’s a guy with a bullet in his chest?”
“Chest, shoulder area,” Slade said.
Dr. Hazel wasn’t her maiden name. The rest of her was all hers though. Not a single guy in the room could keep their eyes off the stunning doctor. High heels. Long legs. A skirt above her knees. Wearing a shirt. Perfect tits, hugged tight by her bra. She looked way too much like her mother—Ginger.
Her father was the outlaw that started the club. Everyone knew the Cutter family. Led by Johnny himself. The true outlaw. The original outlaw. The one who saved the town for decades from drug use and big money developers promising cash and chain coffee businesses on every street corner.
Johnny went toe to toe with clubs, gangs, police, feds… you name it and Johnny faced it and won. The only battles he lost in his life where the ones to his wild former stripper wife, which resulted in Johnny becoming a one-woman man. He fell in love with Ginger hard. Ginger gave birth to Jess. And Johnny was then a king with his queen and his princess.
The other battle Johnny lost was to goddamn cancer. A bellyache he figured was from too much hot sauce on tacos after a whiskey infused bet from the guys to eat twenty tacos in one sitting, turned out to be a massive amount of stomach cancer that had already started to spread.
Johnny took his last ride on a Sunday morning. He debated praying to God on that ride, but didn’t want to waste the notion of repenting when there were others in the world who needed the big guy more. Forty-eight hours later, Johnny sipped his last sip of whiskey, kissed his wife and daughter one last time, then shut his eyes and never opened them again.
Jess was only ten. And as far as Ginger went… she spiraled. She tried to get back into stripping but time had told her no. That pushed her deeper into a black hole and in a sad, twisted hand dealt of fate, Ginger started fucking around with H. One bad batch killed her.
Jess had just turned eleven. One of the other old timers took Jess in. Warren and his wife Amelia. Jess grew up as royalty and her dreams of becoming a doctor had been fulfilled.
She never intended on becoming part of the club in any capacity but she understood how that world worked. Stepping into the clubhouse was like stepping into another country. A whole new set of laws applied.
“There’s the princess,” Linc said with a grin.
“Call me that damn name one more time and I’m leaving the bullet inside of you,” Dr. Hazel said. “It didn’t go through?”
“Nope,” Linc said. “I can feel the fucking thing hanging around in there.”
“I have some stuff to numb you. You know I’m not fully equipped here.”
“You give the same speech each time, kid,” Custer said with a prideful grin. “Just go to it. You’ve got this.”
“Thanks, Pop,” Dr. Hazel said with a smile back.
Something not many knew but when the time came to foot the bill for medical school, Custer sold a few of his most prized motorcycles, along with a cabin in Oregon, and he paid the entire thing for Jess.
Why? Because Johnny was her father. To these outlaws, Johnny was and still is God.
And as far as any more of the backstory goes… that’s that.
Whiskey and painkillers had Linc’s mind feeling floaty and offering up dreams about being a kid. Here’s what he saw…
He’s ten years old, standing on top of a playground. Kids run around, yelling, enjoying the limited freedom before being tossed back into a classroom for more learning. The thought of that made Linc want to vomit.
