Page 32 of Conan
“No we’re not,” Niles sputters. “Really, we’re not!”
“Are y’all too chicken to come hang out with us?” Marcum taunts. “I would’ve thought our newfound friendship would show you we aren’t bad guys. The only difference between you and us is that we prefer to be on two wheels instead of four and wear leather across our backs.”
“I’ve always been intrigued by shows I’ve watched. I’d love to see how the other half lives,” Liam interjects.
I’m not sure if I should be offended by what he just stated or not. I do, however, have to hide my balled up fists because I’d love nothing more than to feed him a knuckle sandwich right about now.
Judgmental pricks.
“Then come back with us and let us show you how men like us relax and unwind,” Rev offers.
In attempts to entice them further, I say, “Free booze, loose women, what more could you ask for to get past this bullshit we’ve been subjected to?”
“If you can convince David, I’m in,” Niles comments.
“Call him down here, we’ll help you convince him,” Marcum suggests.
“He’s a little tighter wound than we are,” Liam informs us.
“We sorta figured that out,” Midas adds. “But if he’s in an environment where he can let loose and forget about everything, then I think we’ll see another side of him.” The two friends share a look and the skin around their eyes crinkle.
I guess they think Midas is full of shit and find it funny.
It wasn’t as hard as I thought it’d be to convince David and Joey to tag along with us. Once free beer and women were brought up, he jumped onboard.
When we were loaded down, we began the drive and on the way, called Hemi so he could warn the girls to stay at the house. It wasn't long afterward that I received a text from my woman.
Demi: I’ll give them time to settle in and relax, but then I’m going to show my face. You’ve been warned.
I knew this was coming and warned Marcum to expect it. So when I read her message out loud, he exhales a puff of air beforecommenting, “Tell her not to come until we send her an alert that it’s all clear.”
Honestly, most men in mine and Marcum’s position would have their feathers ruffled at their woman insisting on putting herself in the viper's den, but I know Demi could whip their asses with one hand tied behind her back, plus, I think it would be funny to see their reaction to her joining the foray.
Me: I was prepared for you to want this so Marcum and I have executed a plan. When their guard is down, we’ll text you and you can come in. But please, wait until then, there’s a reason I’m asking you to do this.
Demi: I can do that. As long as I get to face my attackers and issue a little payback of my own, I’ll be a happy woman.
Me: How happy?
Demi: Happy enough to rock your world.
Me: Fuck, yeah! I’ll make sure you’re a very happy woman.
Demi: Then I’ll make sure you’re a very happy man.
“Pull the lead out, Marcum,” I order.
“What the hell for?” he asks, peering over at me.
“Because Demi has made certain promises that I plan on cashing in on as soon as motherfucking possible,” I answer, my dick already standing at attention from her promise. I pat him andinternally tell him to settle, we have business to attend to before he gets to come out and play.
“Can’t drive too fast, Grandpa Munster behind us drives like a damn old lady,” Marcum grumbles. “He hasn’t gone a mile above the speed limit.”
“Fuck. If adding an address to his GPS system wasn’t trackable, I would’ve given him our address.”
“It’s still traceable, but the car will be disassembled and crushed so in the long run it won’t matter. Plus, Auto is prepared to wipe it clean before we take it to the yard,” Midas informs us.
“The car won’t be the only thing getting crushed tonight,” Rev says, punching his fist into the palm of his other hand.
