“Hey, I’ll do it, no problem,” I rushed to say.
“Do you mind coming over to the house. Since it’s so late I think Ingram would rather have him there so he can sleep in his own bed and shit.”
“Yeah, no big deal.”
He let out a long, relieved breath and I patted him on the back.
“I’m always here if you guys need anything,” I said to him. “I’ve told Ingram that too. And I mean it.”
“Thanks, brother. I know things got a little crazy between us, but I really appreciate you.”
“I’m going to remember that you said that,” I said with a laugh.
He eyed me and I did my best not to shrink under his gaze. Then his lips twitched causing me to shake my head at him.
“Sometimes you’re an asshole, you know that?”
“Pretty sure you’ve mentioned that a time or two before,” he said with a smile.
“What do you think about what Iron said?” I asked him after I made sure there was no one around. Though Iron hadn’t said, I had a good idea that he wasn’t ready for the rest of the club to know yet.
“I’m cool with the way we are now. I think we could take on more.”
I got what he was saying and understood why he was being a bit cryptic.
“Me too. I think we could take over the duties without much trouble.”
That was all we were going to say on it for now.
Surprisingly, he hung out with me for a little bit, chatting like I didn’t have the world’s biggest crush on his sister. And when Brand, Lake, and B-ry came over, it started to feel just like old times.
At some point, our attention turned to Sketch. There were quite a few women hanging around the clubhouse tonight and it seemed like Sketch had the attention of at least half of them.
“Ten bucks he tries to take all five of them back to his room,” B-ry said referring to the five, barely dressed chicks currently trying to climb into Sketch’s lap all at the same time.
I let out a loud laugh.
“No,” I said. “He’ll take the brunette with the pink top back to the bathroom in about eight minutes. Then fifteen minutes after that, he’ll take the busty blonde and the redhead out back. Don’t ask what his plans are. Then in an hour, the other two will get to see his room.”
“But wait,” Brand cut in. “He’s looking at Blade. They have that eye conversation thing going on.”
I looked at Sketch’s face and sure enough.
Damn. I had called it wrong.
“So then, I’m betting the redhead makes it back to the room,” Lake added knowing that Blade was going to end up in the mix at some point.
“Big boobs blonde, and mermaid hair are out for sure. I’m with Lake, redhead in his room in… seven minutes. All the others get forgotten for the night.”
We all looked at Ky after he spoke. He nodded his head like he had that shit in the bag, then casually took a pull of his beer.
Sure as shit, a few minutes later, all Sketch’s attention was on the redhead. He whispered into her ear while pointing across the room to Blade.
After she took Blade in for a moment with hungry eyes, she gave a little eager nod. Sketch stood, taking the redhead’s hand as he got to his feet. I had to chuckle at the mound of pouty women he left behind.
Two minutes after that, the three of them were walking out of the front door.
“Told you,” Ky said coolly.
