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Rising to his feet, Wizard shot him a dirty look before sitting back down on his stool. He stubbed out his cigarette and took another drink as Doom righted his seat and sat beside him.
“Who was the fucker Natalia had lunch with today?”
“How in the fuck am I supposed to know? Arden barely talks about Natalia. She knows I’ll tell you.”
“Yeah, right …” Wizard glared sarcastically at the brother. “You’ve been a fucking fountain of information so far.”
“I was waiting for the right time to tell you about the Yeti. You’ve been busy with the clubhouse additions. And truthfully, I didn’t think you were in the right headspace to deal with Natalia.”
“What do you mean by that? There’s nothing wrong with my headspace.”
“You’ve been partying pretty hard lately.”
Wizard reached for another cigarette. “You only think that because you quit partying with us after you married Tink. I bet you only get laid a couple times a week now. You know I’ve been wanting to hook up with Natalia. She and I could have something special.”
Doom rolled his eyes. “I don’t have to party when I have Tink. I’m getting plenty to keep me satisfied, plus I enjoy having her to myself.” He gave Wizard a level look. “Be real, brother. You don’t fuck anyone unless you’re considering bringing them into the club. Do you honestly think you’ll be able to convince Natalia to accept your lifestyle, much less join the club?”
“Not at first,” he admitted. “Who knows? But damn, it would be fun to find out.” He grinned, imagining his cock buried inside Natalia while she begged him to fuck her.
“If she doesn’t slit your throat at the suggestion,” Doom said dryly.
“Don’t underestimate me. I’ve convinced several women to give the club a try. Some of them even became Last Riders.”
“Yes, you have,” Doom agreed morosely. “And there are several who haven’t. I was trying to give Tink time to get used to how happy I can make her before you fuck up my marriage.”
Wizard slid his mug toward Kat for a refill. “How am I going to fuck up your marriage?”
“Natalia and Tink are friends. If you break Natalia’s heart, Tink is going to blame me.”
“I’m not going to break her heart. All I want to do is fuck her a couple of times, introduce her to the club, see how it goes, then back off and find out if she’s cut out to become a full-fledged Last Rider. She could be a real asset to the club.”
Doom stared at him incredulously. “Brother, you’ve been smoking more than cigarettes if you believe that.”
“Maybe,” Wizard admitted, still immersed in wishful thinking. “But I’ll never know if I don’t try.”
Doom picked up the cigarette pack and sniffed it. “I’d like to know what it feels like to climb Mount Everest, but that doesn’t mean I’m stupid enough to try.”
Celeste, who was helping Kat serve drinks behind the bar, plucked Wizard’s cigarette from his lips. She took a drag before putting it back. “Oh, Wizard will try—he won’t be able to help himself. He loves a challenge, don’t you?” She smirked at him.
“See? Celeste has faith in me.” Wizard gave her a promising smile.
“I didn’t say you’d succeed.” She shook her head ruefully. “Only that there’d be no stopping you from trying.”
“None of you fuckers have any faith in my ability to get Natalia to party with us?” Wizard yelled. Lack of sleep and the beer were getting to him. He was so exhausted he had to grip the bar to keep himself from falling off the stool. Why didn’t he just tell them to fuck off and go to bed?
Because his injured pride wouldn’t let him.
Natalia had seen his dick at its most vulnerable moment. He needed to prove to her what he was capable of giving her.
Puck sidled back up to the bar after seeing that Wizard and Doom had stopped fighting. Wizard wasn’t surprised by Puck’s unwillingness to get involved in any skirmish that might damage his pretty face. The brother enjoyed all the benefits of being a good-looking motherfucker.
Sometimes, Wizard threatened to break Puck’s nose or jaw just to see whether he would get laid as often if he couldn’t depend on his looks.
“If I agree with you, will you let me be the first one you share her with?”
“Sure.”
Magnanimously ignoring Doom’s censorious stare, Wizard decided against fucking up Puck’s face—at least until he lured Natalia into his bed. He wasn’t above using Puck’s looks for his own gain.
