Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 30

“Ran a bar back in Kentucky. Been a bartender since I was old enough to sling a drink.”

I glanced at Viper to see he was nodding. When his eyes caught mine, he lifted his chin at me. He was letting me know that Slade would be good at the job. I tilted my head back at him.

“Well then, we have one person who could oversee it, but I think we need two. Slade can't be expected to be there every day. Anyone else?”

“I could do it,” Hatchet said. “I've tended bar before. Haven't run a bar though, not like Slade.”

I lifted my chin at him, “Sounds good. I think we could make it work out. I’m sure Slade could teach you what you needed to know. Anyone have anything else to say on this matter?”

“Would we keep the same staff?” Blood asked.

I knew where he was coming from. He was curious if I would be willing to let this girl we were about to meet continue to work there.

“As long as they do their jobs and pass a background check, I don't see why not.”

He shot a quick smile at me.

“If there's not anything else, let's vote, Brothers. Everyone who thinks we should buy the bar, let me see a raise of hands.” I glanced around to see every hand raised. “Looks like we're buying a bar.”

I glanced over to make sure Seer was getting everything down.

“Alright on to the next matter. Club girls. Anyone have any suggestions?”

“A couple of the Friday night girls said they were interested,” Slaughter commented.

“Who?” Doom asked.

“Amy and Skye,” he replied.

“They could work,” Doom remarked as he agreed with Slaughter.

“Opinions on these two girls? Anyone?”

“I'm fine with them myself,” Beau spoke up.

“Agree with Beau, just as long as it's not that Shelley chick. Hate that fucking bitch,” Bane said.

Murmurs of agreement went around the room agreeing with his comment.

“Well if y'all don't like her, let's tell her not to come back. Blood, you take care of that.”

Blood nodded.

“I know of a couple girls, names are Reeanne and April. Met them a few months ago at The Watering Hole. Some of the others know them as well,” Brute said.

Nods went around the room again from the single men.

“C'mon motherfuckers. This is like pulling damn teeth. Y'all want girls or not?” I muttered.

This was taking fucking forever. I was ready for this shit to be done with. I had a girl I wanted to talk to. I saw a couple of surprised looks at my impatience. Usually Church wasn't something I got impatient with.

“Yeah, Prez. Those girls seem nice too,” Screw commented. “I've spent a little time with them. They don't seem like all they want is to be on the back of a bike. Reeanne's had a rough life. She works hard but is struggling, and she lives in this ratty little shit hole that I wouldn't put a dog in.”

“Seems you know her pretty well. You gonna be okay with others being with her? You're not thinking of claiming her, are you?” I inquired of him.

“Fuck no, Prez. Brute, BamBam, Cotton and Hatchet have all been with her as well. I don't have plans to ever claim a woman.”

Laughter from the guys that had Old Ladies went around the table. I had to smile as well. Because when that certain one enters your life, it's pretty much over from that moment on.

“Alright, so we have four names, anyone else?”

Seer coughed. I glanced at him. Fuck, was he was blushing slightly?

“Seer?”

“Ah, well, I would like to put a name in the bucket. But this isn't a young girl like all these boys are talking about. She's in her mid-thirties. Fucking fine woman. To be honest with you, I get tired of the young girls sometimes. Their fucking talk of brainless shit drives me nuts.”

I saw heads nodding in agreement with him.

“Okay, so who is this woman?”

“Her name is Clair.”

“Seer, gonna ask you the same thing. You gonna be okay with others fucking her? You sure you don't want to claim her?”

“Fuck no, too old to claim a woman now. And, I wouldn't have a problem with it. I guess the question is will the others want to fuck a woman in her mid-thirties.”

Viper choked out a cough. I glanced at him to see disbelief on his face.

“How could someone have a problem with fucking a woman in her thirties? Sorry, it's just my Old Ladies are almost forty, and, shit, never mind.”

I laughed at him. He realized what he was about to say. But I had to agree with him. There was nothing like an experienced woman.

“Fuck, Viper. Not all of us can be lucky like you and have two fucking gorgeous women for themselves. Your women still look like they're in their twenties,” Ranger commented, sounding slightly envious.

Viper smirked at Ranger.

“Well, I still say I want to be Viper when I grow up,” Nickel said, adding his two cents.

“Me too,” I heard Ranger murmur. Hmm, appeared Ranger had a hankering for two women like Viper.

“Fuck, Nickel. Your ass is never gonna grow up,” Slaughter commented as he laughed at Nickel.

“Fuck you, cuz. I'm not that bad,” he muttered.

I shook my head. Sometimes I swear having a MC full of related family members was enough to drive a person insane. Thank goodness we were adding more men that weren't blood related to anyone in the club.

“So, would you young bucks have an issue with her?” I asked the group at large, forcing the discussion where it needed to be.

“Fuck, no. One of the best nights of my life was with a woman in her forties. She fucking showed me things I didn't even know existed,” piped up Hatchet, who promptly blushed when all eyes hit him.

Damn, what was with all the guys tonight. You'd think these fuckers had never had sex before. Unfortunately, at one point or another, I had seen the majority of the men here getting sucked off and a few