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His lips lingered long and hard on hers when he left her at the bar. The brothers had gathered in the meeting room and Gallen's presence was required. Wolf whistles and crude banter greeted him.
Taya pressed her fingers to her lips. There were certainly a few perks to this job. She set about cleaning up the rest of the clubhouse and tidying the bar. Fifteen minutes later, the bikies spilled out of their meeting room into the main hall.
Gallen gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "I gotta go out, but I'll see you when I get back." He gave her a wink and followed the men out to their bikes. Moments later, the sound of motorcycles roaring to life all but deafened Taya. She finished putting the glasses away and turned back to find Zep sitting at the bar.
"You should put some ice on that." He motioned to her cheek.
"Oh, yeah,"
She found a clean dish towel and plucked some ice cubes from the freezer. The cold felt good against her cheek.
"Can I get you a drink?' she asked, keeping her voice low and timid.
"Bourbon, neat."
She fixed the drink and sat it on the bar next to him. Zep took a swig, pursing his lips as the fiery liquid hit his throat.
"So, you met JD a few weeks ago?"
She shaped her lips into a half smile. “I did.”
“Obviously you two hit it off?"
Taya cleared her throat. "Yeah."
"Not much of a talker, are you?"
Even from the other side of the bar, Zep was still pretty menacing. But she needed to stay close to him in order to hear any new developments on Riley.
“JD’s different to the guys I usually date. He knows how to look after a girl.”
Zep nodded, apparently not needing further explanation. “And troublesome ex-boyfriends?”
"JD is kind of the reason my ex threw me out."
Zep took a sip of his bourbon. “I figured.”
"I didn't have anyone else to turn to, and JD was good to me." She started wiping down the bar.
"What did he tell you about the club?"
Taya frowned. Where was this going? “Nothing, really. I asked him about his vest, what the picture on the back was?”
Zep chuckled. “The picture on the back.”
“I guess that sounds pretty dumb, hey?”
He finished his drink, not bothering to agree.
Taya made herself busy, glad that Zep stayed at the bar to take a few phone calls, grunting his responses as his men reported in. An hour dragged by. It seemed the hunt for Riley had stalled.
Eventually, the bikies started to return to the clubhouse, empty-handed. The mood was tense, with more and more of the brothers beginning to suspect Riley had become a police informant.
"Someone find out if his woman is still in London," said Zep to no one in particular. Two of the younger guys jumped up, signalling they were on it.
"What's that got to do with anything?" asked Ray.
