Page 18 of Finding Treasure


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In the light of the day and my beer goggles off, Poison wasn’t nearly as hot as I had thought. She couldn’t hold a candle to Treasure, but it was worse. Whisky had turned her into a princess last night. A hairy toad stood before us. Her body was fine, but her face was one that only a mother could love. I hadn’t even examined her face last night. Looking at her vest to figure out her rank would do me no good. The Asphalt Gods MC didn’t profess their positions that way.

The brunette looked me up and down. I was still wearing the same clothes. Maren was dressed too, but fuck, she had her hair up in a towel.

Fuck.

“Enjoying my sloppy seconds, Prez?” Poison snarled at Maren. At Treasure, I had to remember to refer to her as such.

Maren’s eyes grew as wide as saucers as she turned to face me. Her hands shot to her hips. She fought to keep the shock off her face.

“You’ll be sore,” Poison went on. “I know I am.” Batting eyes at me, she bit her overly plump lip that matched her ass. “I didn’t even get your name.”

Maren’s lips disappeared before she spoke in short bursts. “Him? A stranger? I was with Richard last night. Not him. Not your sloppy seconds. Dick just showed up as I was getting out of the shower.”

“Dick?” Poison asked.

I guess Treasure had given me what she thought was an appropriate name, considering.

“Yeah, ain’t it funny? Richard and I share a name,” I said, trying to correct her error but pointing out that her Richard was also a dick.

Maren scrunched up her nose, realizing Dick was short for Richard. Finding out that I fucked her underling, she had simply been wanting to call me a dick and messed up.

“Two Dicks?” Poison asked, then laughed aloud. “We’ve all been there. Fuck me. Well, I guess you already did, big boy. Treasure, what do you think about this mountain of muscle? I could say more about mountains, but I don’t fuck and tell.”

She literally just did.

Poison went on, “I said right away he should join our club. You can patch him. It’ll be our first ceremony.”

All Maren’s crew were already members before. I filed that knowledge away.

Maren rolled her neck, rubbing it. “I would make him a prospect first. You hardly know this man,” she said to Poison. “Don’t know if I can trust him.” She scowled. “How do we know he’s not our enemy?”

Fuck. She was so pissed that she was about to give me away. But she was with someone else last night, too. It was hardly our biggest problem right now, but I played along.

“Maybe you can patch your other Dick, Richard, since you know him so much better. Since you’re fucking him.” Suddenly, her story about waiting for me didn’t feel so genuine.

Maren looked at the ceiling. She wanted to chew me out but couldn’t. “Richard’s nothing. A nobody. A warm body for a lonely night.”

Poison was blind to our fight, but she agreed with her Prez, “Richard’s a pussy. Not you. The other one. And he’s in accounting. Not very becoming of an Asphalt God. You, on the other hand.”

“I don’t know,” Maren said to Poison. “What did this guy do to you to make you want him patched into our club so bad?”

Fuck.

Poison smiled, puckering her lips. Her eyes smiled too.

Fuck. I had wanted to hurt her because she was a God. Knowing Maren was with another man, I had wanted to bury my pain and my bone in something, anything. I never meant for it to matter. I should had busted in here and beat Richard to a bloody pulp. But at the time, I thought Maren had betrayed me.

Hell, I was still confused. Her confession was too fresh. It was everything I yearned for at the beginning of this mess. I hadn’t even wrapped my mind around it. But my heart knew. Things were not as I thought just this morning. Not how they were when I made my journey here. Yet my anger and lust for revenge faded too slowly. My Treasure still loved me. She had been waiting for me to find her. The stunning news only complicated everything. Here I was with no choice but to get her back to Tennessee. My daughters’ lives depended on taking Maren, my Treasure to her demise. But how could I now?

I put all these worries on hold as Poison answered her.

“Let’s just say that used pool table in the clubhouse has been christened. I hope we didn’t leave a stain,” she said, giving us away even more.

“Not the pool table,” Maren said, mocking her. She shot daggers at me. “I ain’t sure Dick’s worth it.”

“Why don’t you hang with us today so Treasure can get to know you?” Poison approached me and took my arm. “Party with us tonight. I ain’t opposed to sharing you.”

Tearing my arm away, I stepped away from her.

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