Six-Gun (Royal Bastards MC: Sacramento Book 2) by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers [Travers, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-21T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Like a dick…

Six-Gun

“The guys are going out for a ride. You wanna come with?”

Memphis looked up from her phone. “Me?”

I laughed and nodded. “You’re the only one who gets to ride on the back of my bike, doll.”

She pursed her lips and looked around. “Uh, say what?”

Raelyn walked in from outside and closed the door behind her. “Who’s saying what?”

“Six said I’m the only one who gets to ride on the back of his bike,” Memphis told her.

Raelyn smiled wide. “Cool. Playboy is the same with me.”

Memphis’ mouth dropped open. “Is there some biker thing going on that I don’t know about? I mean, I tend to get most things you guys do, but this one is new to me. Who cares who rides on the back of your guys’ bike?”

I shook my head and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. “You tell her, Rae.”

Raelyn cracked her knuckles and sat down next to Memphis. “The back of the guy’s bike is like his dick.”

“Raelyn!” Playboy called. “What in the hell shit are you feeding Memphis?”

“What?” Raelyn replied innocently. “That’s exactly what it means?”

“No, it does not,” Playboy laughed.

Raelyn propped her hand on her waist. “Excuse me? That is what it means. Just like you’re not gonna let any girl ride your dick, you’re not gonna let any girl ride on the back of your bike.” She pointed to Playboy’s junk. “That’s mine to ride, and so is the back of your bike.”

Playboy’s jaw dropped, and he looked at me. “You think you could help me out here?”

I shrugged. “I mean, she’s pretty much right.” I took a sip of water and decided to just let Playboy handle this. Raelyn was right on the money, but I didn’t think Playboy thought she would say it so bluntly.

“Uh, what?” Memphis whispered.

Oh, hell. Maybe Memphis wasn’t okay with what it meant.

It had been over a week since I had been giving Memphis the choice to be with me. To feel like she was the one calling the shots.

Then Raelyn had to go and say riding on the back of my bike was like riding my dick.

Again, she was right, but Memphis and I weren’t up to that at all. She was just getting comfortable wrapping her arms around me and holding my hand. Dick riding was a ways off.

“Oh, uh,” Raelyn looked around frantically. “It’s not exactly like that. It just means, uh, Six-Gun cares about you and you’ll always have a seat on his dick…I mean his bike!” She slapped her hand over her mouth. “I should stop talking,” she mumbled.

I twisted the cap back on my bottle and set it on the counter. “That might be a good idea, Rae.” I moved to Memphis and held out my hand to her. “Just a ride on the back of my bike, doll. It doesn’t mean anything more than what you want it to.”

She looked warily at my hand. “I don’t have to work tonight,” she whispered.

I shook my head. “Nope.

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