Page 16 of Rascal

“Fuck!” he swore as we began laughing.

“Were those his and hers butt plugs?” Fanatic smirked despite his pain.

Chance burst into laughter as Harlequin stomped away.

“Don’t forget lube!” Sailor yelled, and Harlequin flipped him off.

“Damn, that’s some funny shit,” Chance grinned and then glared at Fanatic. “Hospital. Sailor, stick with him.”

“Fine,” Fanatic grouched.

“What are you up to?” Bear asked, sitting next to me.

“Nothing. I’m being babysat.” I nodded at Jinx, who smiled broadly. Smug little shit.

“Do you want to go for a run?” Bear inquired.

“Fuck yes.”

“Not even gonna ask where?” Bear laughed.

“No.”

“Unwanted Bastards. Inglorious ordered a part for his bike. You need to deliver it,” Bear said. I was on my feet within seconds.

“I’m on it!”

“With Jinx,” Bear warned.

“Sure thing, Veep. Just a drop off?” I checked.

“Yeah.”

Like all bikers, there was nothing better than riding my Hog on the open road. It was freeing, and nothing else came close. For me, any excuse to ride seemed perfectly fine. A far cry from who I used to be. That guy had no idea what he’d been missing. Hellfire MC was the only positive from my attack.

I took the lead with Jinx behind me. The part was strapped to the back of my Harley, and we headed into the Black Hills towards Merritt. It was a beautiful ride, and I enjoyed it. As a club, we rode many routes, but the ones in the Hills were my favourite.

We pulled into the parking lot and swung off our bikes.

“Don’t you move, Jinx!” a guy ordered, and I began laughing as Vortex, the Unwanted Bastard VP, came into view.

Jinx shrugged, and my bike wobbled. “Jinx!”

“Oh, shut up, it’s fine,” he snapped and walked over to clasp elbows with Vortex.

Vortex slapped him on the back, and I smiled. Jinx needed acceptance like this, and it meant the world to him. He was a good kid.

“You got the part?” Vortex peered at the parcel.

“Yeah. Were you waiting for us?” I asked.

“Nope. Everyone’s looking for Chill. Nanci’s after his ass again and he’s hiding. While he’s doing so, Hercules became her target. That means Hercules sent everyone out to find Chill to get her off his back,” Vortex explained. “Who’s going to argue with that big bastard?”

I began laughing. Nanci was on a mission. She was like the female version of Drake and Chance, who’d both been known to play matchmaker. Only Inglorious, Lasher, and Vortex had old ladies, and Nanci felt like she was in a minority.

“Chill still avoiding Meadow?” Jinx asked.

“Like the plague. It’s fuckin’ funny how he drops the ball around her. Fucker can’t talk without mumbling. And Meadow blushes whenever she sees him,” Vortex continued.