Joy Ride: A Virgin Romance (Let it Ride Book 3) by Cynthia Rayne

Author:Cynthia Rayne [Rayne, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Duke was in a foul mood by the time he got to Perdition, even by his standards. The Horsemen owned Perdition—it served as the clubhouse as well as a playground for the brothers. Unfortunately, he was relegated to the parking lot for the time being. Both he and Ryker had to report to Captain for a major mea culpa session.

Rose’s revelation weighed on him.

Knowing Kent was stalking her made his blood boil. He had no patience for stalkers, rapists, and especially child molesters—any man who preyed upon those physically weaker than himself deserved whatever fiery hell the Horsemen rained down upon him.

Duke loved being center stage whenever that particular brand of vigilante justice got meted out. For him, all of those cases were intensely personal and in Rose’s case even more so. He might chafe at it, but he’d felt responsible for her ever since he freed her from the cage.

Kent wouldn’t go near her again—he’d make sure of that.

Duke found Ryker and Captain standing by a row of dirty motorcycles in front of the bar. The brothers had gone on a run the other day, and the bikes were caked with dirt, dust, insect entrails, and who knew what else.

Typically, the prospects would have to scrub it off, but Captain had two buckets, a hose, and a shit-eating grin on his face.

Vindictive bastard.

“Glad you could make it, Duke.” Captain tapped his watch for effect.

“Well, one of us is.”

“You aren’t gonna make us do this grunt work, are you?” Ryker asked.

Duke spared Ryker a glance. Damn. He hadn’t realized he’d done so much damage. His nose had swollen up real good, and he had a black eye. He’d stuffed wads of cotton up both nostrils, to slow the bleeding. He didn’t bother to suppress a laugh.

“The hell I ain’t. Both of you need to learn some respect,” Captain said. “The toxic shit going on between the two of you needs to stop. It is interferin’ with club business, which makes it my business. I’m the president, and I ain’t playin’ referee anymore.”

“But—”

Figures Ryker would try to get out of it.

“Shut the fuck up and let’s get this over with.” Duke grabbed one of the buckets and hauled it over to Voodoo’s chopper—the sooner they got started, the sooner this hell would end.

Captain resumed his speechifying. “Consider this an apology to me and your brothers for disrupting the brotherhood dinner. Whatever your beef is, I suggest you work it out while you clean because the next time you two go at each other, I’ll call for a vote to kick one or both of you out. Got it?”

“Yeah.” Ryker grimaced.

Duke nodded but didn’t glance up from his task. At this rate, he’d peel the paint off Voo’s bike with his bare hands. At least it gave him something to focus on besides the rage. Right now, he felt like thrashing something, and Ryker would make a real good target.

“Here endeth the sermon.” Captain nodded.

Just then Eddie Rollins pulled up in her SUV—as one of the club’s senior old ladies, she had queen bee status.

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