Page 8 of Sassy Pants
Stud
Iwatch Gianna sucking on one of the cherries from her jar of moonshine. She’s pretty for a smartass. “So Chaser said you’re his sister. What’s your story?”
“Half and there’s no story.”
“Fair enough.” I pour another shot and round the bar to take up the stool next to her. The minute I sit down she squirms to put some distance between us but fails. “You got a problem with me?”
“What?” she clips.
“I said you got a problem with me or is it men or bikers in general?”
“Did you not hear the part earlier where I said I don’t want to talk about it?”
“Whoever he is dude is an idiot.”
“Nah that’s me. I’m the dumbass who thought…never mind what I thought.”
“What’s that mean?”
“Nothing.” She shakes her head slightly, tips the jar to her lips, and glugs the corn liquor so fast I’m sure she’ll be praying to the porcelain throne soon enough if she doesn’t slow down.
“Doesn’t sound like nothing to me.”
“Well it is.”
“Stud,” Dutch’s voice booms from across the bar.
“Don’t go anywhere,” I warn Gianna.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” She rolls her eyes and sucks down the rest of her drink.
When I get within earshot of Dutch, he starts in. “Who’s the broad?”
“Chaser’s sister. Clipped a buck and put her car in the ditch. Gotta go back after it in the morning.”
“Right. Give me the keys to the truck. You got your hands full. Ace and I’ll get the car. We ain’t got shit else to do. Darlene is in one of her moods, and I ain’t sleeping on the couch again.”
I shake my head and toss him the keys. “It’s fuckin’ slicker than snot out there, man. Car is about a mile past the turn off for Lick Branch.”
“Better get her upstairs before she falls off that stool.” he chuckles.
I take a quick look back at Gianna and she’s leaning to the left. I go back to the bar to grab my jacket and my sassy pants wearing firecracker.
Gianna massages her temples. “Didn’t you say there’d be a bed?” She glances at me then fishes another cherry out of her glass and pops it between her lips.
“Right. Follow me.” I knock back my shot and watch as she nearly drops like a sack of potatoes the second her ass leaves the stool.
“Easy.” I steady her then lift, seating her on the bar. I turn my back to her. “Come on up you go.” Gianna wraps her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my waist. My hands go right to her ass and I carry her upstairs to my room.
When I open the door, Maxi is sprawled out naked on my bed waiting for me. She licks her lips. “Took you long enough.”
Gianna pops her head over my shoulder, her cherry breath fanning over my lips. “He was busy, gee. Cut my pal Stud here a break why don’t you?”
“You didn’t mention a threesome.” Maxi glares at me.
“Get dressed and get gone. Plans changed.”
Her mouth drops. “What?”
